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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?

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"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

Adam knew that he should stop before it was too late because this would not help him in his situation. Yes, he wanted her. He always wanted to possess her body, but he believed this would not earn her trust, not this way.

Honestly, he was slightly afraid it might reverse what he had already accomplished in the last few weeks. But how could he stop when all he wanted to do now was take Avana right there and then?

She lay there on the forest ground with the fresh and dry leaves as her mattress, with her face looking adorably beautiful and innocent. However, her amber eyes showed contrast as they were ablaze with lust and desire.

"Oooaaahhh!" When she started moaning, he knew it was a sign that she wanted more.

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