Mensan_khalthum

He tied the bandage around her waist with his eyes on her, and when he knotted it at the back without her making a sound of pain, he knew his tactic of distracting her from her pain and the body in the room had worked. However, he had aroused himself in the process of doing so. He looked up at her eyes and asked quietly, "Can I kiss one?"

Transmigrated Into The Body Of The Cursed Prince Wife

Fantasy · Ash20

"Are you feeling shy, my love? You have nothing to feel shy or embarrassed about; we are married now, remember? And I have the right to look at you." He told her, his voice dropped to a low, rough whisper as he added, "Remove your hands for me, love. I want to see you; I won't touch or do anything. I will only look, promise." He coaxed as he finished applying the ointment and reached out for the bandage, all the while he was looking at her.

Transmigrated Into The Body Of The Cursed Prince Wife

Fantasy · Ash20

Lucian chuckled softly as he briefly looked away from what he was doing to her chest, both her palms were clasped against each of her breasts where gooseflesh had broken against her skin. It was all he could do not to reach his head forward and kiss her skin. He looked up at her and noticed she had seen him looking at her chest, and her face flushed with embarrassment.

Transmigrated Into The Body Of The Cursed Prince Wife

Fantasy · Ash20

"We have to do something about her body," she said as she quickly tried to stand up, but Lucian swiftly pulled her back down on the bed. "Not before I attend to that glaring wound," he said firmly when she still attempted to get up. He didn't give a damn about Madeline's body; she could rot away for all he cared. What mattered to him was his wife and her health.

Transmigrated Into The Body Of The Cursed Prince Wife

Fantasy · Ash20

He leaned closer, pressing a kiss against her eyelids. "I don't ever want you to think you're not worthy of love. Because even if the whole world fails to see it, I do. And I'll remind you of it as many times as you need until you believe it, too."

Transmigrated Into The Body Of The Cursed Prince Wife

Fantasy · Ash20

He took her hand and pressed it against his chest, letting her feel the steady beat of his heart. "This heart of mine, hardened as it is, doesn't give itself easily. And yet, here you are, stirring it in ways no one else has. You didn't need to be Selene, or anyone else, to be loved. You, as you are right now, are worthy of that love. I can see every flaw you think you have—and none of them make you any less deserving."

Transmigrated Into The Body Of The Cursed Prince Wife

Fantasy · Ash20

"Aveline... listen to me." His gaze held hers, unwavering and warm as she looked at him with her lips trembling slightly. "You are not unlovable, and you are not the worst human—no matter what anyone in that life made you feel. Do you think that I, who have known pain and darkness my entire life, could have fallen for someone who wasn't extraordinary?"

Transmigrated Into The Body Of The Cursed Prince Wife

Fantasy · Ash20

"I went through a lot there. I never experienced the love of my parents or my siblings; they made me believe I was unlovable, and sometimes I think I am...I am the worst human anyone could ever love, and I doubt Anne and Kori would have loved me had I been in Selene's body when growing up..."

Transmigrated Into The Body Of The Cursed Prince Wife

Fantasy · Ash20

"Lucian, I wish I hadn't been sent to the future...I saw how Anne loved Selene and took very good care of her. She was loved by everyone and had a family, something I never had in the Eamon estate." She looked down at her lap and fought back the prickling at the back of her eyes and the burning in her throat.

Transmigrated Into The Body Of The Cursed Prince Wife

Fantasy · Ash20

With a shy smile, Razial turned towards the petite woman who still wore the flower he had given her. Warmly taking her smiling face in his hands, Razial pressed his lips on her tempting ones.

Reborn As Cursed Alpha's Mate

Fantasy · Sunny_Shumail