modestbaddie

[WARNING: SLOW BURN]
Alora decides to be the first one to use the time machine, but what she doesn't know is that her life is going to be changed for the better, or is it? She was living a happy life with her friends and other important figures in her life. Life seemed normal.

Two pretty and supporting besties who are ready to sacrifice their lives for her. Their parents love her as their own. The perfect employer who loves her like her grandchild. A bunch of crazy professors. But everything changes one day, doesn't it?
 

[Volume one]
"What are you both doing in my library?" A deep voice echoed in the library.

For a second, Alora thought that the birds stopped chirping and the lights dimmed down.

She started feeling cold in the presence of the crown prince yet a tint of warmth always stayed there.

He gave her mixed feelings. 

She wasn't scared of him, but she wasn't the most comfortable around him either, yet she wasn't uncomfortable too.

He looked so cold, scaring her yet she wasn't scared. A tint of warmth around him always stayed making the bottom of her belly fill up with warmth.

She wants to do nothing with him yet at the same time, she wants to taste his irritated, defeated flavor on her tongue.

She wants to run away from him, from the feelings he was making her feel yet at the same time, she wants to break the walls that he has built around himself.

His eyes weren't shiny and full of life, they were rather cold and dead. Opposite of the first prince who looked full of life.

The crown prince was like a devil. He was devilishly handsome, cold yet soothing like music, and seductive as a seducer.

All of these without even trying to.

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"Stop me before I end up doing something we both will regret," his breath falls on her lips.

"We both are already burning. What worse can happen?"


He had everything under his control, his power and emotions. Then, she came along. An average-looking girl who was a mixture of mature and childish.

His constant blank look started bothering her. She wanted to get under his skin to pass her time, but what she didn't know was that she was playing with the thunderstorm. But she was ready to get burned.

[Volume two]

"Why are you doing this to me? I know you love me, and you know I love you, so why?"

"Love isn't always enough. Move on. I don't love you anymore." With this, he broke her and his heart.

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"The writers were wrong when they wrote; he's haIf of my soul for he can never be haIf of my soul because he's my soul. He's the one who fills me up with joy, the reason behind my childlike giggles, my rainbow after a heavy shower, my love." 

" I loved you,I love you and I am always going to love you. But I will never take you back."

"I wish I could take away your pain and die a hundred deaths before let pain touch you again but how big of a coward I am for thinking like this when I am the reason behind your pain."


The book is set in both historical and modern eras.


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Game of lust: Crown Prince's maid

"By the way, why are you both always at the entrance? Are you guys the guards or something?" She asked the squirrels.

"As if they both can understand human language. Don't be so stupid-" Alexander's eyes widened when he saw the squirrels shake their heads.

"They both turned out to be multi-talented. Even me, a human can't understand what other humans say sometimes," he thought while mentally clapping his hands for the squirrels.

"Oh, so you guys aren't the forest guards," Alora's smirk widened when they nodded their heads in the affirmative.

"Seems like they both can understand human language better than you," Ereza sarcastically said while looking at Alexander.

Alexander couldn't bother himself with their smirk or sarcastic remark as he was too amazed by the squirrels.

They looked a lot more interesting to him than before.

Yet he couldn't stop himself from remembering a memory from the past.

Life lessons by an old man