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.
High and Dry
Johann Strauss — Voices Of Spring.
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Adeline nearly flinched at the thundering claps that sounded through the room. Everyone began to celebrate His Majesty, with blessings and congratulatory messages. The music became even more festive and pleasant. The people watched on with large smiles, though some never met the eyes.
To some, her pain was their laughter. She could see it.
Despite that, Adeline forced herself to smile, until her cheeks began to hurt. She was guided down the staircase, with Elias in tow. Her eyes locked with Lydia who watched her with a worried gaze. But eventually, Lydia bowed her head, swearing an allegiance they both knew.
"A dance," he whispered into her ears.
Goosebumps broke out on her arms. He was so close to her, his lips brushing upon her ear for a split second. Then, he was gone. His voice sent a shiver down her body, that only he could muster.
"Just one?" she muttered back, her attention upon the crowd.
"Congratulations, Princess!"