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The Crown's Entrapment

[Warning: r18+/strong mature content] “I'm sure you’ll find my arms more comfortable than anything else in this world...” King Darius Grant - the mighty ruler of the Kingdom of Cordon. He was ruthless and impetuous against his enemies. His mere presence screamed with rugged authority; his aura alone was more than enough for some of his enemies to admit defeat and run away at just the sight of him. But despite all of this, he was powerless and shameless over one woman… his mate - the Princess of Ebodia whom he refused to let go. Find out how things would turn out for our possessive King who's dead set on using the Crown's Entrapment to make his mate his by any means necessary. Will he be able to succeed and conquer her all - body, heart, and soul? * Note: Volume 1 & 2: Main Story Status: Completed (Chapters 1 to 555) Volume 3: Side Story Status: Completed (Chapters 556 to 641) "I can only declare myself a winner once I manage to conquer your heart..." Volume 4: Side Story Status: Completed (Chapters 642 to 701) "Love was never in my vocabulary when it comes to women until you came..." Volume 5: Status: Completed (Chapters 702 to 805) “I choose you… you who greedily occupies all the space in my heart…” Special Chapters onwards - completed **** PS: Commissioned Book Cover owned by the Author! Do not use it!

Eustoma_Reyna · Fantasy
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At Pinra's Mansion, Silver Crescent Pack Territory

"Lady Deni had only managed to wound Lady Clara's leg. She failed to kill her and eventually died in the process. What should we do now with her brother that is currently in our possession?" 

Pinra lazed about in her afternoon bath as her right-hand man reported the day's events. The warm water of her spacious bath chamber was rather relaxing as she sequestered herself in a peaceful corner of her manor, her mind already running through what she just heard.

Lazily fluttering her long lashes, she slowly opened her dark gray eyes. She had those beautiful and kind-looking eyes, though hers harbored a sinister glare as she coldly admonished the man. "Stupid… I told her I didn't want to see Clara in the finals, and yet this is the extent of what she managed to do? Just wound her leg? Not even a single severed limb?"