His Majesty's Devious Sins
[Mature Content.] "Past, present, and future, I will always want you." _______ Adeline had a plan to obtain her freedom: Step one: kill the King. Step two: run away and live happily ever after. Did that happen? No. Adeline's plan was rudely interrupted by a mysterious, yet handsome stranger who stole her weapon at midnight. Elias Luxton was a heartless King notorious for his merciless antics. He was the monster that lurked in the shadows. Adeline Rose was a dethroned Princess with a dark past. After her parents' murder and an super stealing her throne, she flees to the Empire of Wraith and unexpectedly meets Elias. Elias claimed he knew her. But she didn't remember him. And Adeline wants nothing to do with him. The problem? Adeline was supposed to kill him, but he wants to marry her. Will she be able to escape the clutches of this shameless King? Or will she have to face the demons of her past, all alone? _______ [WARNING: THERE'S MATURE CONTENT IN THIS STORY] Excerpt: "Now, take it off." She blinked up at him, astonished by his words. "What?" she whispered, wondering if her ears had betrayed her. "My shirt," he mused, his burning gaze landing upon her. "But why?" she asked. "So the next time I wear it, I have flashbacks of ravishing you." _______ Editors: okatuvslife & Skale93 This book is found exclusively on webnovel.com. Please do not post it anywhere else.
Crying For The Sake Of Crying
"I still want to see our newborns," Adeline said after a few seconds of silence. He stared at her, astonished that she still wanted the same thing. She stared directly back at him, refusing to back down.
"No one said you couldn't," Elias finally told her.
Elias bent down and carried her into his arms again. He could get used to this. Now, she truly had no one to rely on but him. The castle had elevators, but it was rarely utilized by him. Why use the elevators when the staircase was much nicer?
"Then take me to them," Adeline responded. She rested her cheek upon his shoulder, relaxing in his hold. He was always so strong, she wondered what his training routine was.
Adeline wouldn't mind observing him… exercising naked. She could picture the clench of his toned muscles, the flex of his eight pack, and the veins that popped on his arm. His long fingers curling around the bars or lifting a dumbbell, sweat trickling down his abdomen—