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What bride would want to marry a prince who would put a crown made of thorn on her head?
What kind of groom would vow to protect his bride, knowing his task was to kill her in the end?

A descendant of a once-powerful and proud Alpha King, Avana pledged to become the next Alpha and swore never to submit to their enemies. 
But could she run away from her destiny?

A son of a Tyrant King, Adam desired revenge against those who killed his mother and condemned him to live as a monster for eternity. 
But would finding his bride give him what he had sought for centuries?

Will Avana and Adam finally succumb to this impending union? Will destiny destroy them or be their salvation?

***
"I have searched for you for centuries." Adam grabbed her by the arm, pulling her closer until their faces were inches away. Eyes locked in a battle of will.

"Why?" Avana reacted, suddenly drowning in the intensity of his stare. "So, you can hurt me." Saying barely in a whisper. "Kill me?"

"No." He responded as his lips grazed through her temple, leaning even closer.

"Then, why?" She closed her eyes as electricity coursed through her body with that slight contact of his lips on her skin.

"So, I can claim you as mine."

[Warning: Mature steamy content, slight violence (in the later chapters), and some inappropriate language]

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The Dark Prince and The Runaway Heiress

Isaac woke up with a stiff back from lying and sitting for a few days on a wooden floor. Or was it a week? Well. He was immortal, but it did not mean he was numb. His body could still feel pain, but he just had a higher tolerance for it.

"What are those witches up to now?" He mumbled as he paced around the tiny circle that limited his movement, stretching his sore muscles within the space of his confinement.

Did they think they could keep him caged in this place for long? They would learn never to mess with a man like him once he found a way to escape this invisible shield surrounding him.

He never believed in their magic. He always thought it was just another voodoo trick they were using to fool him. But from what he had witnessed so far, he was starting to believe it was real.

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