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Crossing The Line Bl

KNEEL BEFORE THE CROWN (BL)

BOOK 1 - DREAM OF LOVE Adam Everardus - The Seventeenth King of Willhelmia. At a young age, he ascended the throne—taking the place of his parents, the late King and Queen, who were murdered by a shadowy organization whose name lingers only in whispers. The darkness of his past haunts him still, and his reign has barely begun when a series of terrifying events shake his kingdom to its core. Amidst the chaos, long-forgotten legends resurface. The Witch’s Song. The River of Souls. The Forest of Death. The Flower of Eternity. Alongside his loyal knight and a devoted servant, Adam embarks on a journey that will change everything—unraveling the truth behind his parents’ deaths, exposing the grim secrets of his lineage, and facing a reality far darker than he ever imagined. Because beneath the blood and ruin, the throne he sits upon hides something far more dangerous. "On the altar of love. I make a sacred promise of eternity. Lifting our souls high. Together with greatness and wisdom" - The King "What you see I will see. What you hear I will hear. What you touch I will touch." - The Knight ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦ BOOK 2 - COMING SOON BOOK 3 - COMING SOON (Don't forget to like and leave your comments on this story, because every comment you make means a lot to the author. Thank you. Plagiarism is strictly prohibited. This work is protected by copyright law.) ✦•┈๑⋅⋯ ⋯⋅๑┈•✦ Cover illustration by nouveau
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Dangerous: Don't cross the line!

* At night He was rugged and untamed. That one steamy night left Grace utterly captivated. She coyly stretched out her dainty, snow-white feet, hooking them around his waist as she softly laid down her terms: For the first time, no staying overnight. The second time, the moment he got himself a significant other, she'd vanish from his side. Later on, their liaison would remain strictly on a physical level. No strings of money attached, no emotional fetters, just the most primal and unadulterated desires that flared up when night fell, entwining them like a web spun by countless spiders. And once the moment had passed, she'd straighten her skirt and turn her back on him, cold as ice. *During daytime He was the heir to a vast business empire, now impeccably dressed in a sharp suit, exuding an air of aristocratic reserve. He extended his hand to her with a polite smile, “Hello, Grace.” Grace gritted her teeth in secret dismay. She hastened to call off whatever was brewing between them, only to find herself cornered against the dressing room by the man, with no way out. In that cramped space, he was a relentless predator, and she, his irresistible quarry. His firmness pressed against her soft curves, setting every inch ablaze. Outside the door, her female colleagues were swooning over his chiseled abs. Just a thin partition away, he locked his arm around her willowy waist, seized her delicate hand, and guided it to rest on his taut abdomen, his voice dripping with a sultry allure, “Thought you could slip away? It's far too late for that.”
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