EmmelineRouge

“No matter where I am, even when there’s nothing left on this Earth, I’ll love you, everlastingly.” 
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She was a duchess of one of the most powerful kingdoms in the world, aka Sophia Windsor; he, a prince from a kingdom just as powerful and influential, the infamous Nicholas Ambrose. She, aromantic. He, cold and bitter.
 
He wanted to marry for his kingdom’s sake, whilst she had no intentions of marrying or falling in love, having seen how love destroyed the people she loved and cared about. 
 
And yet, they crossed paths. 
 
So when the two meet under such circumstances, will their love be restored? Would their spark overcome any decision of theirs they had made in the past?
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[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT]

It was merely a few seconds later before Nicholas had kissed her, lips slamming against each other as Sophia deepened the kiss, sliding her tongue inside his mouth, only making the kiss all the more passionate as the room’s temperature became scorching hot. 
 
Nicholas wrapped his muscular arm around Sophia’s waist, only successfully managing to weaken Sophia’s knees, ridding her of any other thoughts except how much she desired him at that very moment, how much she wanted him, just him.
 
The next things that were said and done seemed a huge blur as the next thing she remembered seemed to be the unbuckling of his belt, and the unbuttoning of his shirt; the unzipping of her gown - not that it was of value to either of them when they tore their clothes apart in a mad rush.
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Behold, the first of my works, the whirlwind romance novel, also known as Everlastingly Loving You. Hope you all enjoy! 
 
xoxo, EmmelineRouge 
 
P.S. The cover of this novel isn’t mine.
P.S.S. This book is on hiatus, check out 'Her Devilish Alpha' which is my current project!

Everlastingly Loving You

'My girlfriend's digging up her father's grave,' Nicholas mumbled to himself as his eye twitched.

A mound of dirt lay beside Nicholas, as he watched Sophia wipe some dirt off of her face.

"I know we all grieve in our own different ways, but darling, couldn't we get someone else to do this. Or perhaps we can ask him ourselves even?" Nicholas reasoned, crossing his arms.

Sophia shook her head, "No, I'm making sure of it myself."

"And if I were to ask anyone else to do it, that doppelganger of a father would only get them to falsify the damn results," she said as she shoveled at the spot her father had been supposedly buried.

She used the word supposedly since she hadn't any idea if he was really in there or not.

Needing to make sure it was actually her father she'd seen and not some creep desperate enough to make him look exactly like her father using cosmetic surgeries and other means, she continued digging.

Rising From The Dead