Sold To The Prince

Prince Silvan Blackwood is made to replace his sister after her death. She was betrothed to the Prince of Vampires to strengthen the alliance between the two countries, and now he must take her place. Prince Alessio is looking forward to the arrival of his bride, preparations have been made but instead of a lovely Princess, a jaded Prince is sent instead. A Prince who despises Vampires and another Prince who is a hopeless romantic. Is their marriage doomed to fail from the start?

*NonRape-General langauge* Liora’s life takes an unexpected and cruel turn when she’s sent to the royal court as a concubine for the disgraced Prince Lucien, a man whose past is shadowed by betrayal and loss. Stripped of his royal title, Lucien has long distanced himself from love and loyalty, existing in a cold, indifferent world. Thrown into this world of palace internal battles, power struggles, and betrayal, Liora must face not only Lucien’s frosty demeanor but also the dangerous secrets that lurk within the court. Every move she makes is watched, every word is questioned. Yet, despite his distant nature, she can’t shake the feeling that beneath the hardened prince lies a man struggling with the ghosts of his past. As Liora tries to find her place in this hostile environment, she faces a constant dilemma: Can she warm the prince’s cold heart and heal his wounds, or will she fall victim to the very same forces that tore him apart? 'Can she thaw lucien’s frozen heart, or will his haunted past consume them both?' Arranged marriage,Disgraced prince,Court intrigue,Royal concubine,Forbidden love, Political drama, Palace secrets, Unwanted bride, Betrayal. Haunted memories, redemption,Royal court drama, second chances

“A surprise?” The Prince scoffed. “And if I had died out there? You would have let me die as a prince who never knew his daughter existed.” Her smile didn’t falter. “I’m grateful you didn’t. So, my surprise still worked. And more than that, I suppose I got a surprise too… about your new arranged marriage, Your Grace.” Her nails pressed into her palms through the crumpled fabric of the handkerchief. She wouldn’t let herself crumble. Not now. Not after everything. She vowed to hold her composure—as the lady of the castle, the Marchioness of Ravenswood. === Duty over Desire. That was the mindset Elara Damaryon had set for herself when she accepted the marriage offer from the Prince, who didn’t believe in love and lived in the shadows of Valloria Kingdom. Coming from a disgraced baron’s family, Elara dedicated herself to becoming a worthy wife and the respected lady of Ravenswood Castle for the past four years. She worked tirelessly to remain devoted to the Prince, even though they had shared only one passionate night before he left for a war that would last four long years. After the long, gruelling battle, the Prince’s return as a hero turned into agony for Elara when he was bound by Royal Decree to enter an alliance marriage with a warrior princess. But... The Prince saw his wife, whom he married out of necessity, whom he once knew as a shy woman who never dared to defy him, had now become a strong woman who consumed his thoughts at every moment. For Elara, what she once saw as duty has become an undeniable desire when the Prince shows the affection she never knew he could have. In a kingdom where fate is whispered through ancient spells and the Moon Goddess watches in silence, Elara feels threatened when she receives a divine message about her daughter's safety. She must protect her legacy—not just as a mother, but as a woman who’s discovering more about her secret power and the salvation her love will bring. === This Novel is a Character-Driven Story with Slowburn Romance It has complex characters dynamic [WARNING MATURE CONTENT 18+] Please give this story a chance (^,^) WebNovel Spirity Awards 2025 Entry

She was a bride on her wedding day. By morning, she was a slave in chains. Aurelia’s world ends the moment it should’ve begun. Her wedding dress still clings to her skin when demons slaughter her husband and drag her away from everything she ever loved. Sold at auction like cattle, her worth is measured in gold—not screams. And her buyer is no ordinary monster. He is Tenebrarum Mortifer—the demon whose name turns kings to ash. Cold. Cruel. Untouchable. He didn’t buy her for love. He bought her to break her. But Aurelia does not shatter. Her grief becomes fire. Her hatred, a blade. And the more she resists, the more the monster who owns her... starts to unravel. What began as torment twists into something far more dangerous. She was meant to be his plaything. Now, she’s the one breaking him. — In a kingdom ruled by demons, where broken girls burn brighter than magic—can a soul forged in grief ignite a love even hell can’t destroy?

Lilith was born with forbidden magic, a power feared and condemned in her village. She hid it for years, but when her secret is exposed, she is betrayed by her family and sentenced to burn. Just as the flames rise, Prince Hades of Valyron known as the "Shadow of Death" saves her, driven by curiosity. Hades, cursed for over three centuries, hides his torment behind cruelty. As Lilith sees past his darkness and vows to help him break the curse, their bond deepens into something undeniable. But in a world where magic is both a gift and a curse, will her light free him, or will their love lead to their destruction? EXCERPT Lilith barely breathed as Hades emerged from the shadows of her chamber, his presence wrapping around her like night itself. She should move. She should run. But she didn’t want to. He reached for her, his fingers trailing along her bottom lip—slow, deliberate. She shivered, not from fear, but from him. Lilith swallowed, her pulse a traitorous drumbeat. “Please… let me touch you, Hades.” A ghost of a smile tugged at his lips, but there was no humor in it. “Dangerous little thing.” His thumb lingered at the corner of her mouth, as if memorizing its shape. He whispered, tilting her chin up as his lips hovered near hers—so close she could feel his breath. “You will destroy me, little witch,” he murmured, his voice thick with something raw. “And yet… I can’t let you go.” His gaze burned into hers as he added, “I would let you drag me to hell if that’s what you desired.”

Isaiah Valkareth was born to be great. A direct descendant of the first Vitalis—those who healed a dying world and birthed elemental magic—he was meant to inherit power, purpose, and legacy. But at age eight, Isaiah failed his Affinity Test. And again at nine. And ten. And eleven. Now, nearly fourteen, battle-scarred and magic-less, he fights on the front lines where the realm throws its failures and expendables. Monsters pour from the Outlands. His battalion bleeds and burns. He survives, not by Aether, but by blade, instinct, and fury. When yet another summons arrives—his final test—Isaiah knows the truth: there is no miracle coming. No second chance. And when he fails again, they’ll discard him for good. And when he does, they don’t just strip him of honor. They banish him into the very Outlands he bled to fight against. Alone, betrayed, and hunted by the horrors he once stood against, Isaiah craves for revenge. And it was what he would deliver to the dominion that abandoned him. Something the realm cannot ignore.

Eira thought there could be nothing worse than being abducted by she-wolf traffickers, abused, tormented, and ultimately sold off to five powerful Alphas as nothing more than a breeder. She was wrong. The worst was yet to come. She was sold to the same five alphas who had ruined her life and were the reason for every torment she had gone through over the past six years. The Alphas were just as stunned to see her, yet they had no choice but to accept her for the sake of their pack’s future. Because pureblood she-wolves were nearly extinct, rare, coveted, and vital. Only they could bear the offspring of powerful Alphas, ensuring the survival and strength of the next generation. She hated them with every broken piece of her soul. And they hated her in return. The hatred was mutual. So what now? Eira made a silent vow. She would make them feel every brutal torment she had suffered. Every scar, every tear, every cry in the dark, they would taste it all. But the Alphas had plans of their own. They would use her. Breed her. And when she was no longer of use… they would kill her. But what will they do when the mysteries from the past start to uncover and lines of hatred start to fade into something else? Was it too late to regret?

Crown Prince Ian Stromridge has just returned from battle, hailed as a hero, greeted with people's adoration and blessings but he brings home a beautiful woman, though he's already married leaving everybody completed nonplussed. His wife, Princess Angelica Stromridge wed him for convenience before he left for war. Their marriage lacked affection and was rife with misunderstandings from the start. From name-calling to accidental letters leading to further misconception. During his absence, Angelica played the dutiful wife, sacrificing to maintain the household, being the lovely princess and wonderful daughter in law, only to face his return with another woman whom the entire kingdom agreed was more beautiful than she was! Will she divorce or fight for his love, a love that clearly never existed in the first place? Will she clear the misunderstandings and surmount the obstacles or will it be a post-marriage love story or an ex-wife tale full of regret? Excerpt |||| "My princess..." called a maid, knocking on the door her hand trembling. "Come in." replied Angelica as the door opened hearing footsteps approaching. "What are you doing here? I gave stern orders for no one to disturb me for the entirety of the day." her austere voice rang out. "I... I know my princess... please forgive me... I... I did not mean to disturb you but... this is something very important." "Let's have it then." replied Angelica closing the book she had been reading as she laid eyes on the maid. The maid gulped, the fear evident in her eyes, she did not know how Angelica would react to the severely bad news she had brought with her, however, one thing was sure, Angelica would not react lightly at all. "My... m...y prince...ss the..." said the maid, causing Angelica to sigh in annoyance, rolling her eyes, she had better things to do than sit here listening to the maid's mumbling. "Yes, say it." said Angelica giving the maid a hand. "My princess, the crowned prince has returned." said the maid. "Oh... well that's nice... I guess I will see him later, or better yet tomorrow. There is no rush, I am sure he is swarmed by crowds at the moment." replied Angelica lazily, she really had no intention of moving from this spot. "But my princess... ther— " "Oh, you're right, it would be unacceptable if I did not come out to greet him, rumours would certainly ensue and the kingdom would be in serious hysteria as they always are." replied Angelica annoyed. "Yes, you are right, I should go and welcome him back home." said Angelica as she stood up and yawned. "My princess... that is not all, there is something else..." said the maid. "And what is that?" asked Angelica as the maid's eyes darted around the room, she did not know what to do, or how best to put this. "My princess... the... the crowned prince has truly returned but..." said the maid with a prolonged pause. "But what?" asked Angelica, her senses tingling, she had a inking that there was something wrong from the maid's strange behaviour. "But his highness..." paused the maid. "Out with it now!" said Angelica sternly. "His highness has returned with a strange woman and the rumours claim that she is his new wife!" spat out the maid as Angelica suddenly felt lightheaded and she fell back down on the chair. "My princess!" cried the maid as she rushed to her. "This is some sort of farce." said Angelica as the maid proceeded quickly to fan her with a cloth. "No my princess... it is true." replied the maid. "This is impossible. Ian must be mad, I am going to see this display of stupidity for myself!" said Angelica hotly, quickly rising up and storming out of the room as the poor maid followed behind her. ||||

As Isabella's heart races with anticipation on her 18th birthday, she eagerly awaits the moment she'll finally meet her mate. But when Alpha Ethan delivers a crushing rejection, her world crumbles around her, leaving her feeling betrayed and utterly heartbroken. Little does she know, this rejection is just the beginning of her descent into darkness. In her despair, Isabella stumbles upon a chilling revelation: Alpha Ethan has struck a treacherous deal with the Rouge Alpha King, Damien. Their sinister pact threatens to unravel everything Isabella thought she knew about her pack and her destiny. Suddenly, she is thrust into a deadly game of power and deception, where every move could mean the difference between life and death. Haunted by the echoes of Ethan's betrayal and Damien's looming presence, Isabella realizes she's become a pawn in a dangerous game with no clear rules. With danger lurking around every corner, she must summon all her strength and cunning to navigate this treacherous path and uncover the truth before it's too late.

He took her as payment. He never expected to fall for her fire. When Mira Valente’s brother vanishes with cartel money, the mafia comes knocking—and she’s the price. Cold, ruthless, and untouchably powerful, Jace Romano doesn’t need a wife. But Mira? She’s defiant, sharp-tongued, and everything he wasn’t prepared for. Forced into a marriage she never wanted, Mira enters a world ruled by silence, blood, and shadows. Jace may own her freedom, but not her soul. She refuses to break, even as the lines between hate and desire begin to blur. But when secrets surface, betrayals cut deep, and war brews on all sides, Mira and Jace must choose: destroy each other—or fight to survive something neither of them ever saw coming. A slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers mafia romance filled with power, passion, and the kind of love that could ruin them both… or make them unstoppable.

Death was supposed to be the end. It wasn't. He had conquered the martial world as the legendary Blood God Energy—a master strategist whose name struck fear into enemies across the land. But even legends fall when those closest to them drive the knife deepest. Betrayed by the very lord he served, he died thinking his story was over. He was wrong. Reborn as Aslan, the fifteen-year-old crown prince of the fallen Maran Kingdom, he awakens to find his royal blood has become a death sentence. Enslaved by the very nobles who destroyed his homeland, he's thrust into the brutal gladiatorial arenas—not for glory or freedom, but for their twisted entertainment. They don't just want him to die; they want to preserve his corpse as a trophy, a taxidermied reminder of a kingdom's extinction. But they've made one fatal miscalculation. The body may be that of a scrawny prince, but the mind belongs to a master who has crawled back from death itself. In a world where energy flows like raging storms and survival depends on both blade and cunning, Aslan must forge an unlikely mercenary group from fellow outcasts—the one-armed, the one-eyed, and the cursed. Armed with memories of two lifetimes and an unbreakable will to live on his own terms, he'll transform from prey to predator. Because this time, he won't just survive the game of power and betrayal. He'll rewrite the rules entirely. In a world that sees him as nothing more than entertainment, how far will a dead man walking go to reclaim his throne?

After taking a ride from a stranger, Jasmine finds out he has been appointed by her father to be her as an employee in her office.

#maturecontent #smut #omegaverse #darkromance I was supposed to inherit Parliament. Instead, my father sold me to men with power complexes, bloodstained secrets, and a disturbing obsession with omega biology. Apparently, my body produces deadly flowers and my blood can end alpha supremacy. Which is great news if you’re a mad scientist, cult leader, or my terrifying ex. Did I mention my childhood best friend kissed me once and went into a coma? Anyway. I’m fine. Totally fine. Not spiraling. Definitely not developing morally confusing feelings for my captor. And absolutely not planning to burn this world down with more than a bad review on Yelp. #omegaverse, #darkromance, #toxicMLM, #possessivealphas, #politicalintrigue, #twistedlove.

Felicia Greys, an ordinary young woman living in a world where vampires rule in the shadows, finds her life upended when her family is plunged into debt. Desperate and with no other options, her parents make a heart-wrenching decision: they sell Felicia to Caden Swift, the enigmatic and powerful vampire prince, to pay off their debts. Caden Swift is no ordinary vampire. Known for his cold, calculating nature and ruthless pursuit of power, he is a prince who has long been trapped by the expectations of his royal bloodline. He has little interest in human emotions, seeing them as weaknesses—until he meets Felicia. Forced to live in his luxurious, yet oppressive, castle, Felicia is treated as a commodity rather than a person. But as she navigates this new, dangerous life, she begins to see that Caden is not just the feared vampire prince the world believes him to be. Finding out her true purpose with him and her old blood. While Caden initially treats Felicia with disdain, he soon finds himself intrigued by her resilience and defiance. She becomes more than just a possession to him—sparking something long buried within his dark heart. As their relationship evolves, the two must confront their growing feelings for each other while facing external threats from rival vampire factions who seek to use Felicia as leverage against Caden's throne. Caught between duty, desire, and the looming danger surrounding them, Felicia must decide whether to stay loyal to the prince who now owns her or to escape the dangerous world of vampires altogether. Sold to the Vampire Prince is a gripping tale of forbidden love, power struggles, and the quest for freedom in a world ruled by darkness.

A normal completely ordinary kid dies in his world only to be given an opportunity to reincarnate in another world called nyx but the reincarnation was not for free he was given a task by the god to complete having no will to live anymore he was about to decline the offer until he heard that he will be rewarded with any of his three wishes to be fulfilled by the god if he completes the task been enticed by the offer he accepts it and his journey begins

"Fight me, claw me, hate me all you want, Kitten. But you’ll never be able to resist how your body begs and squirms for my touch. Can you?" ——— Humiliated and rejected by her mate, Evangeline Raymore thought her life couldn’t get worse—until her father, Alpha Graham, sold her to their most feared enemy, Ezaar Veyrin. Alpha Ezaar was everything she had been warned about—dashing, devilish, and dangerously deranged. But to her, he wasn’t just a Devious Alpha. He was her fated mate, one she had rejected two years ago. Aware that she was nothing more than a pawn in his deadly power games, Evangeline desperately tried to flee before Ezaar could torture and kill her, just as her father had murdered his family. But as they spent time together, Evangeline realized he was more than the rumors claimed. He was oddly caring, sometimes sweet, and irresistibly intoxicating, causing her plans to escape his clutches to dwindle. Little did she know, the only escape was to get eternally entangled with him, surrender to his desires, and allow him to mark her as his mate. His only mate! --- Excerpt: “Why would I need a weapon when I can kill you with my bare hands?" Evangeline snarled, her fingers curling around the bloody bastard’s neck. But he only laughed, the sound deep and taunting, causing her to tighten her grip. Unfazed by her threat, Ezaar caught her wrist, his touch sending a wave of heat through her body. With a sly smirk, he leaned closer, his warm breath grazing her ear. "But my neck isn't the only enticing place where you can use them, sweetheart,” Ezaar murmured, his voice low and velvety. “Perhaps we can explore more suitable locations in my bedroom."

[WSA 2025 Entry] There is a shop. hidden deep in the misted alleys of Lowbridge District. A place where the desperate trade gold for whispered promises. Trinkets. Relics. Cursed objects. Some say the shopkeeper is a sorcerer. Others claim he is a prophet. Only one truth remains. Every artifact he sells changes the fate of its owner. But behind the cracked glass and faded ledgers... The shopkeeper himself has no idea what he's doing. Lies and legends blur in the smoke. And soon, even the gods begin to take notice.

"WTF????? WHY DID I GET REINCARNATED INTO ASH "WORTHLESS" VOIDVEIL'S BODY?!?!" As soon as he opened his eyes again, Ash realized that he had been reincarnated into a character from the extremely difficult game he streamed. And what's worse, the character he reincarnated into was The Useless Prince. A broken character, not because he was too strong, but because he was too weak. The Useless Prince was the most trashy character in the game, both in terms of personality and power. But what else could he do? Ash was currently The Useless Prince, and he couldn't change that fact. So what was his goal? It was simple, he had to survive and return. And to do so, he must go through the False Horizon to reach the Abyssal Realm, defeat the game's boss, and return. But don't forget, even though Ash was the first person to clear this game, it's still incredibly difficult. Will he be able to return to his world? "To be honest, I don't know either."

As the sole son of the Tyrant King to survive the massacre, Arion Valerius is forced to bear his father's sins. At the hostile Amabel Academy, he is accompanied only by his loyal maid, Elara. When a monster attack gives him a chance to be a hero, the world accuses him of being the mastermind instead. Now, betrayed and slandered, Arion must fight to clear his name while uncovering a hidden conspiracy that threatens the entire kingdom. Can this exiled heir rewrite his destiny?

A WORLD WHERE THREE TRIBES SHARE POWER: VAMPIRE, WOLF, AND HUMAN... A WORLD AT EACH OTHER'S THROATS... When Lady Munro of the Wolf Tribe sold her human step-daughter Kya for 20 measly pieces of gold, little did she know that she gave the Vampire Tribe the opportunity to draw blood and end the reign of the Munro clan as heads of the Wolf Tribe. Kya, now bought in an auction by the twin princes of the Baden clan as a birthday gift to themselves, is in for a world of surprise. Lords Lucarick and Arcen struggle with their want to taste the blood of their new pet, and to use her in order to increase their own elemental attributes of Ice and Shadow. Singularities are incredibly rare, nearly hunted to extinction for their abilities. Descendants of winged divine creatures, they were hunted for the power their blood brings, but the true test of what they can do is only known in myth; the love of a Singularity can impower the recipient with nearly unlimited potential. What will become of Kya as the two brothers struggle to share her while her step-mother tries to claim her once again? Will her Singularity blood be a curse or blessing?

"On the bed." My new master, the Alpha of Drogomor, commanded. I walked toward the bed, naked, ashamed, and full of tears. I was about to lose my virginity, but it meant nothing to the man who was going to take it. *** I am Rosalie, 20 years old, sold to the most terrifying alpha by my own father. "You're nothing to me but a breeder." he said to me cruelly. I had long known that my love for him was hopeless and foolish. However, I was naïve to think that was the end of the story. Once the baby is born, I will be put to death. *** People thought I was dead, but I survived. "It's you!" He grabbed my hand, and his eyes were filled with emotions I couldn't understand. "Come back to me, Rosalie." "Sorry." I calmly looked back at him, "but I think you've got the wrong person."

Transmigrating into a world ruled by supernaturals seemed like a dream come true---until it wasn't. Charlotte Winchester, burdened by her family's crushing expectations, has always wanted her mundane life to end. Death came like a wish, but instead of eternal rest, Charlotte found herself transmigrated as Evangeline, the cherished daughter of Crimson Ridge Pack---the rulling family of the werewolf community. At first, her new life felt like paradise. Immortal and powerful, she had everything she'd ever dreamed of; doting werewolf parents, loyal friends, and a future that promised luxury and adoration. With the looming title of Princess---and the attention of the Future Alpha King---her life seemed perfect. But perfection rarely lasts. One impulsive decision---rejecting her fate mate---sets off a chain of events she never could have foreseen. Her second mate isn't a kind-hearted wolf or even a charming elf. He's a demon prince, the ruler of shadows and master of nightmares. Dark, possessive, and utterly dangerous, he drags her into a world of chaos where her very soul is at stake. What started as a second chance at life quickly turns into a battle for survival. With her past life's memories hidden from her new family and a devil mate who refuses to let her go, Charlotte must navigate the twisted politics of werewolves and demons. Heaven can turn into hell in an instant---and Evangeline is about to learn that Paradise always comes at a price. | Completed|

In a world ruled by power, bloodlines, and ruthless hierarchy, a half-demon prince cast aside by his own family rises from exile. Branded as weak and unworthy, he forges a new path among outcasts, monsters, and misfits—building a kingdom not through fear, but through loyalty, strength, and unshakable resolve. As tensions rise and old empires prepare for war, he must unify a powerful group of fierce, extraordinary women—each with her own scars, secrets, and desire—to challenge the world that rejected them. What begins as survival becomes revolution. And the prince once forgotten may become something far more dangerous than a king.

SYNOPSIS In the opulent empire of Virelya—where bloodlines dictate worth and magic is power—Prince Kaelen Vire was once a shadow in the grand palace, a forgotten seventh son born of a scandalous affair. Cursed at birth with a dark magic that no priest dared to name, Kaelen was exiled to the Academy Arcanum, a legendary stronghold for the magically gifted... and the dangerous. But Kaelen is no longer content to be forgotten. Marked by a mysterious plague-born gift that festers rather than heals, Kaelen must survive brutal politics, elite nobles, and ancient arcane traditions. Beneath the academy's prestigious towers lie secrets that whisper of forbidden gods, blood oaths, and an empire built on betrayal. As he learns to master his deadly magic, Kaelen begins to weave a path from the lowest of the low to something far greater. Villain. Antihero. Kingmaker. Or perhaps... something monstrous. He was sent away to die. But what if the Plague Prince decides to live?

What would you do if a Prince Suddenly got interested in you? In the land of Wyverdale, The Crowned Prince has finally returned from War victorious, his Father immediately wants him to Marry and then Commences the Festival of the Virgins. |||||||| Excerpt "Your Highness I am not an Easy woman" she said "Really? then if I proposed to you this instant would you agree?" he asked "----" |||| "It's time to consummate our Marriage don't you think?" he asked "Umm, Your Highness in my family we do not commence anything till spring" she replied "Oh is that so? since when?" he asked "Umm since my generation" she replied "---" Lady Diwura Lily Scot- The only child of Duke and Duchess Scot. Looks quiet and gentle on the outside, but a stubborn strong headed woman on the inside, with her pride at stake she willfully walked into a trap and got married to the Prince, her motto being that she was not an easy woman at all, and that did she prove. Prince Liam of Wyverdale -Usually cold, calculative and serious, the heir to the throne of Wyverdale, but when he meets Wura he slowly begins to change, he becomes playful and childish whenever she is around, and the two often fool each other. But only the end will tell where their relationship would go.

A lowly slave finds herself at odds with the merciless crown prince, their fates dangerously entwined, and meant to separate only with her inevitable death by his hand. Sold to a brothel as a child, she wore the mask of insanity to escape the brutal clutches of life that awaited her, but it only brought her to another hell. She persisted, hoping to one day find her freedom and return to the ethereal valleys where she was born. All Alyssane desired was to find her home. One night of mystery and murder thrusts her into a dangerous game-shards of her memories are missing, she is accused of a fatal crime she could not escape, and her path entangles her with the cruel prince. She knows how things would end. But deceiving fates could be impossible when the man supposed to end her life is both her captive and her savior, when he is cold and menacing yet so easily mesmerizes her with his sweet nothings. His sins are known far wide and are darker than any nightmares plaguing her mind. She knows their fates together would entangle in a brutal mess, though it doesn’t stop her heart from fluttering like a caged bird whenever he is near. And he’s always near. Stirring a heat inside no forbidden thing ever should. In a world where love is a treacherous game, and vicious schemes are whispered behind every shadow, Alyssane must use every ounce of her charm and cunning to survive, even if it means enchanting the cruel prince out for her blood. ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ The crown prince's fingers trailed down her back, a slow, deliberate path that sent a shiver, half fear half something she did not dare name, through Alyssane. His gaze held hers, intense and unwavering. “What are you hiding?” He murmured, his breath hot against her skin as she defiantly met his eyes, “Maybe I don’t you to find out.” A sly smile curled over his lips and he leaned in, his warmth flooded her heart with mixed emotions, in contrast to the coldness of his eyes with a thinly veiled threat, “Are you sure?” "What do you want from me?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper. His eyes locked onto hers, filled with a dark promise. “Everything.” ⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ Thank you for stopping by~! Enchanting The Cruel Prince is in a beta phase that I am slowly developing by managing a few hours from my packed schedule. The updates will remain slow, but if you enjoy the story, you can add it to your library and revisit it when there are more chapters or the novel is completed. Feel free to share any thoughts you have in the comments. Happy reading!

Warning:This book contains mature content "What will you do when you find yourself trapped in a monster's life.....?" Cold shivers ran down her spine as she felt his cold warm hands wrapped around her waist pulling her closer to himself. "Do you also believe I'm a monster?" He asked with his deep masculine voice that sent icy chills down her spine. She was bounded to be with a mysterious creature of the midnight,A monster at day, a charming prince at night no one could see. "Dive into a world of dark fantasy and romance where the monster and prince are blurred, and the dangers are higher than ever".

"But this feels real," She whispered. Curiosity got the best of her as she went around the coffin, luckily, it wasn't locked. She took a deep breath before pulling it open. "Jesus Christ!" Rose exclaimed, putting her hand over her chest as she breathed hard. She stood frozen beside the coffin, staring at a young man with the most beautiful face she'd ever seen, lying still and comfortably inside the coffin. Was he dead? He looked so pale like he was dead and yet so beautiful to be called dead. Talk about gothic beauty. Rose knew she should be running for her life at that moment, but she felt something drawing her closer to the man in the coffin, she flashed her light closer to his face as she reached her hand down and placed it right under his nose to check if he was still breathing. No air, his nose bridge was cold as ice too. Rose was still busy staring at the man's face when she felt something very icy touch her arm, she felt her heart drop to her stomach as she slowly turned her head to look at her arm, that's when she saw the white, slim, masculine fingers wrapped tightly around her wrist. Her soul left her and her heart completely stopped beating, before starting to beat like a parade band in her chest. "Hail fucking Mary!" Rose whispered in a frightened tone, her lips quivered and her eyes widened unnaturally. She felt her legs become paralyzed from fear and unable to move or run. She dared to fearfully turn around and look at the man's face again, just to find his blood-colored eyes, staring icily at her. She was about to scream when the young man suddenly pulled her into his coffin with incredible speed, and the last thing she remembered was feeling how cold his body was before she felt an unnatural sleep overtake her. *** Rose Thiago was an ordinary human girl who loved reading dark fantasies but never believed in them. She suddenly gets warned by her best friend never to read those kinds of books again if she doesn't want to make herself visible to the dark creatures or evoke their world to herself, but she calls her bluff and reads them over and over again. On a field trip, Rose suddenly finds herself falling into an endless hole, and when she finally meets the solid ground, she discovers that it is no longer familiar ground. She gravely realized that just as her friend said, she'd finally drawn the dark world to herself. She somehow manages to bump herself into a beautiful man lying inside a coffin and dared to touch him just for the dead man to suddenly hold her hands and disappeared with her. In that moment, she came to believe that magical creatures did exist. And she was about to discover that she had the blood of the sun. Two thousand years ago, to survive a dreadful poison, The prince of the dark world, Cassius Levi, sought refuge in his healing grave, only to awaken when the right time for his revenge came. What he didn't expect was to be forcefully awakened by an undeserving mortal.