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Princess Anastasia of Orsenia is regarded as the kingdom’s treasure. However, she carries a heavy secret— she is diagnosed with an incurable illness. She is fated to die before she turns 18. For years, her parents desperately searched for a cure but to no avail. That is, until a mysterious letter arrives, claiming that the only way Anastasia can escape her cruel fate is to send her to a monster: King Caspain, the ruler of Sorvando, a vampire kingdom. The letter prophesizes that Anastasia will live, only if she makes that bloodthirsty King fall in love with her. However, Anastasia knows it’s nearly an impossible task. Sorvando is filled with dangers. And she is only but a weak human. Yet, her will to live won over her fear. No matter how cruel the king may be, Anastasia will still try to win his heart. Now, if only she can keep her own heart from falling for him as well. *** [Excerpt] “Cas-pian…” And he looked back to see that she was biting her lower lip as though she greatly enjoyed that kiss. He smirked again and whispered in his deeply seductive voice, “I like my name even more ever since I started hearing it from your beautiful lips. And I like it even further when you say it in that hushed tone.” Anastasia had no idea what Caspian was hinting at yet. So he dropped some more hints, “Wife, weren’t you asking me what the first night meant? Let me show you.”Crown Prince Yun Chi chose as his consort the youngest daughter of the Hua Family, Hua Yan, and the news shattered the hearts of countless ladies in the Capital City. It was said: the Crown Prince could write poetry at three, compose essays at seven, debate with the greatest scholars at ten, shoot arrows with precision at twelve, oversee the examinations of all scholars at fifteen, and was regent by the time he was sixteen. He reached the pinnacle in letters, the extreme in martial arts, his looks were world-shaking, and his presence unrivaled. Hua Yan felt as though a gigantic pie had fallen from the sky, landing squarely on her head. From then on, was she to compete with the entire world for this man? -------------------- Yun Chi: Standing at the pinnacle of the Azure Clouds, he learned the art of balance, practiced the strategies of an emperor, envisioned the land and skies in his heart. Within the nine-layered royal palace, he could turn his hands to clouds and his palms to rain, holding sway over the court and the nation, trimming himself into a figure free from desire and henceforth unyielding. Hua Yan: She viewed herself as beneath the dust, with all her emotions and desires, disliking the Son of Heaven's court, preferring the ordinary alleys, treading on ten feet of soft red and experiencing all facets of life. She believed that nothing was better than green mountains and clear waters. "If you promise me a lifetime, I will accompany you for an eternity."
She gasped as he bit her neck, and pushed him away from her. But he didn’t budge despite her efforts, and stayed nestled in her neck as he breathed her in. “Ask it of me,” he told her softly, and she looked down at him, confused. “What do you mean?” she asked. He whispered again, “Ask me to protect you, and I will.” *** Gisella is a poor girl who dances for a troupe of travelling performers, wandering from kingdom to kingdom. They have come to Farrador just to perform for the king, and then leave. But everything changes when Gisella meets Ryre. The attraction between them is instant and powerful. But Ryre is no ordinary prince—he is sanguine, a creature of the night, and a dangerous and powerful man with enemies all around him. Soon Gisella’s whole troop is caught in the court’s web of conspiracies and secrets. Can the love she shares with Ryre make it into the day’s light? Vampire Prince's Dancer is created by Bella Gold, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.
“Sometimes I think you’re an actual Angel sent down from the gods.” *** Sybil had always been the quiet orphan girl who lived at the local church. She never stood out and was easily forgotten by everyone, and due to a magical secret she had been hiding most of her life, she preferred it that way. She figured she would never leave the church, but when a mysterious stranger on the brink of death came crashing through the church doors one night, everything changed. Andrius, the Crown Prince of Ignis, was loved by all his people, but he was especially loved by the ladies. He was the courageous warrior who was able to charm anyone and everyone. He always put himself first until a simple girl from the village changed how he saw life, and gave him hope for a better future than he could have ever envisioned. Now Sybil must learn how to navigate living in the public eye, jealous and scorned foes, her mysterious past, wars among the lands, keeping her secret, and falling in love for the first time. *** “Now, how would you like to be rewarded for finding me?” Andrius trailed the ends of his fingers up Sybil’s arms, over her shoulders, until he reached her neck. He gently held her neck in one hand while the other came up to tuck a golden curl behind her ear. Sybil’s heart erratically beat in her chest as she remained motionless. All the while, their eyes never left each other’s. “If you don’t have any ideas, I certainly do,” he told her in a silky voice. “How about a kiss?”
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“I think I'd miss you even if we’d never met,” Azrael whispered as his fingers trailed the side of her face, leaving an alluring warmth. Anna’s throat became dry, “We shouldn’t have met then―” “No,” he said, “Even if it means losing everything, I would rather have you.” They were destined to fall from the start. A forsaken bond. A hopeless cause. And yet, in that stolen moment, Anna didn’t care anymore, neither did he. * * * Anna is a human in a world where her kind is treated like dust, while Azrael is the demon duke infamous for his ruthlessness and bewitching looks. On a fateful night, her life gets entangled with him. Azrael takes her as his fiance, however, theirs is a relationship formed over a contract; a marriage of convenience. In a land where the hatred between humans and demons runs deeper than blood, she can not let her guard down. Anna harbors no feelings for the handsome duke, nor for his kind. Though that doesn’t stop her heart from stuttering whenever he’s near, nor the ghost of a familiar fear to surge at the sound of his voice. But he’s always near. Telling her what to do. Making her feel warmer, hotter than he should. * * * To yearn for someone who is forbidden to you is a terrifying feeling. To burn from desire and never speak of it, to have a secret that is horrible to almost everyone, to hide something that could ruin everything. This is a story carved in hidden desires, inked in blood, and sealed with a fatal sin. Will Anna make it out alive? Or will her heart lead to her downfall?Alpha Atlas, King of Del Luna is cursed— unlike the rest of the werewolves, he is destined to never have a fated mate. Tradition in Del Luna enables the kingdom’s ruler to take in five brides into his harem to ensure an heir. Just like the kings before him, Atlas followed this tradition until the Goddess decided to play a trick on him. Natalia is a rogue that kills for a living. When an assignment sends her to the palace, she is delighted to find her mate there. That is, until she realizes her mate is none other than the fearsome king, Alpha Atlas. Instantly, Natalia flees— she doesn’t wish to be cooped up as a part of the king’s harem. However, Atlas doesn’t give her a choice, forcefully confining her to the walls of the palace. Forced to interact under the same roof, there begins a never-ending push and pull between them. Natalia will soon to realize that the bond between mates isn’t something that can be so easily ignored. When old enemies threaten to destroy the peace of Del Luna, can Natalia and Atlas set aside their differences and work together to keep their kingdom safe? Or will their own egos lead to their ruin? — “Do you dislike me that much, Darling?” Atlas asked. The question tore through Natalia’s heart. Her hand stretched out and settled on his cheek, causing his eyes to close in bliss. Atlas had known many women before Natalia, but none could make him feel half the things she made him feel. One touch from her was enough to set his body aflame. He craved her. “I can never hate you, Atlas. You are as much a part of me as I am a part of you. But here… I feel caged. Can't you let me go?” Bitterness settled into his heart. He stood up and turned away, unwilling to look her in the eyes. “Since you wish to leave so much, I offer a solution. Are you willing to do it?” When his eyes met Natalia’s again, it was cold. “Break the bond between us,” he said, causing Natalia’s heart to sink. “That’s the only way to be free from me.”
The prince’s smile was so enchanting that Vanessa forgot what she was doing and simply gawked up at the handsome vampire prince with her hands still resting on his chest. Klyde’s mouth kicked up in a smirk, and he could not help but tease, “If you keep caressing me like this, I might have the wrong intentions towards you, little butterfly.” — When Vanessa’s name is chosen to be the next sacrifice for the vampires, the girl vows to do her best and survive at the hands of the blood monsters. But her first foray into the vampire world is not so simple and neither is the master that she must serve and give herself to. For here in Transmere, she is nothing but a slave. Prince Klyde is known for his ruthless and cold nature. And yet, one look into the striking eyes of his new slave and a burning desire to possess her body and soul is the only thing on his mind. But a romance between vampires and humans is taboo as humans are nothing but food— a necessary evil for survival. As Vanessa and Klyde struggle to deal with their forbidden feelings, an enemy in the dark has unleashed evil forces at work to overthrow the King of Transmare. Klyde must fight to maintain the peace of the common vampires and the humans they have promised to protect with each sacrifice. Will the star-crossed lovers be able to save the kingdom from doom or will they burn as a result of their passion, resulting in their own ruin?