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Trapped by the Prince

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. ||||
Dan_does_it_all · 84.9K Views

I Was Her Cure, But Never Her Choice

...... In a future shimmering with scientific miracles, Dragan Reks stands as a brilliant prodigy. He isn’t driven by ambition or glory, but by something far more powerful: love. His entire world orbits around Aurelia, a luminous spirit burdened with a cruel fate. Born with sickle cell anemia, her life was a countdown of pain and fragile breaths. But to Dragan, she was worth everything worth risking it all. Defying every warning, he reached for an experimental breakthrough that could ruin him. He gambled his research, his reputation, even his sanity, just to save her. And he did. Her pain dissolved. Her glow returned. For a fleeting moment, their world felt perfect, as if love and science had conquered fate together. Then she left. She didn’t just leave the lab. She vanished from his life entirely, slipping away into someone else’s arms. No farewell. No explanation. Just an echoing emptiness where her laughter used to live. As months crawled by, Dragan tried to bury the ache in formulas and sterile white rooms. But grief doesn’t die quietly; it transforms, lurking in every quiet moment. Just as he began to forget the softness of her voice, Aurelia returned. She came back changed. Quieter. Still breathtaking. Still the center of the universe he had been trying to forget. But now she carried an invisible weight, her eyes shadowed with regret. She claimed she never stopped loving him. She said she made a mistake, that the other man meant nothing. But could Dragan trust her again? Could love survive the shattering blow of betrayal? Memories tangled with the present, flooding his heart with longing and rage. He was trapped in an impossible choice: she was alive because of him, yet he had lost her soul in the process. Now, faced with the woman he had saved and the scars she left behind, Dragan must decide. Should he open his heart once more and risk it breaking beyond repair, or finally close the door and walk away forever?
Silent_Plume · 13K Views

Curing My Comatose Husband On Our Wedding Night

Second Young Master Shen, the richest man in the capital, was a living man in a vegetative state. He had been lying in bed for seven years. Old Master Shen had chanced upon a fortune teller who claimed that the daughter of a widow living in the countryside with the surname Wang could bring Second Young Master Shen good fortune. Maybe he might still have a chance to live. This widow with the surname Wang was Qu Yue's adoptive mother. Her adoptive mother could not bear to part with her precious daughter, so she coerced Qu Yue to marry into the Shen family. "Your younger sister has a good boyfriend and is currently pregnant. If she marries over, the Shen family will not let us off! We've raised you for so many years, and now we're sending you to be the young lady of a wealthy family. What else do you have to be unsatisfied about?" Eventually, Qu Yue became the bride that was supposed to turn the Shen family's misfortune around. She knew that once she was sent to the Shen family, she would become the scapegoat if she could not cure Second Young Master Shen's illness. Everyone was waiting to see this ridiculous superstition fail. Unexpectedly, Second Young Master Shen awakened on the night of their marriage. Even so, there were still people who laughed at how the Second Young Mistress was a country bumpkin. The next day, someone revealed that the Second Young Mistress, Qu Yue, had the face of an angel but the body of a succubus. The public continued to lash out at her. "No matter how good looking she is, she's just a flower vase. Second Young Master Shen would never fall for a woman who came from the countryside like her." Despite the rumors, Shen Ting defended her. "My precious wife is my lucky star. Today, all the lights in the streets light up for you, Yue'er."
ACEE · 126.9K Views
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