Amaira_Knight

“I will never accept that monster vampire as my wedded husband..!" Princess Alice's eyes shined with determination.

On the other hand, King Cyrus's eyes glowed with aloofness when he muttered, "I will make the Princess of Suzania cry the tears of blood when she would crave death rather than staying with me…."
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The enmity between both the Kingdoms was evident for ages until they decide to hitch the royal through a wedding, with a deeper and hidden motive

She was the beloved princess of her Kingdom Suzania, Princess Alice with a prophecy making her unique of all her kinds. 

He was the Crowned Prince of Vampire land Gazelle, who never believed in love, as the word only brought misery in his life.

A first-ever wedding where a vampire and a witch were wedded due to the turn in circumstances when her cousin bride denied getting married. 

Political based marriage where the groom and bride held undefined hatred towards each other.

Love was forbidden because both empires have their unseen aims.
But for how long can the couple resist the temptation and their longing for each other, when not a mere human is married off to a vampire.

Especially, when the groom was yet to be told about his new wife's precious powers and undiscovered identity?

Will Princess Alice, soon to be Queen, overcome the challenges that the newly married life will throw at her? 

However in this new Kingdom, many are waiting for her husband’s downfall, and to make cuckolds out of her.

Read, "His Witch Queen" to know more.

His Witch Queen

Lady Ira was lying in her room. She slowly opened her eyes, finding her body covered with sour ache.

"Muma!" The voice had pulled her attention.

She devoted her gaze back to her right, finding Princess Flora sitting by her side. "Finally, you are awake. Thank God…"

"W-...?" Confusion filled Lady Ira's mind. She didn't understand where she just survived. Why was Flora panicking and thanking God?

As Lady Ira's brain worked, she moved her head to her right. For a minute, neither did her eyes blink or shift its view. Remembering all the instances of last night haunted her badly. It gave her goosebump to feel the tight grip on her neck.

"I-I'm- n-not d-dead?" Lady Ira's whisper made Flora shake her head, "You aren't mother! You know how tense I was because of you? Who else gets out of their chamber so late and roams alone? You never listen to what I say!" Flora's concerns didn't bring any joy to Lady Ira.

Black Magic!?