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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

Marcia had met the King before. Many times but she was young back then. The King had been dealing with her parents and the other Elders during those times.

It would be the first time the King would be meeting with her and her companions. She doubted that the other witches had the pleasure of his company. After all, nothing happened in her congregation without her knowing about it.

"The pleasure is all ours," Marcia responded to the King's greetings as he joined them in this massive room.

He stood on his stage before his elegant throne, displaying his power and dominance over them as he had done for centuries. He never hid the fact about his desire to make everyone bow down to him, to acknowledge him as the King of kings.

But like the werewolves, the witches had no desire to be enslaved by such a cruel King. Besides, they would never acknowledge him as their King because witches never accepted that they were lesser than them or the werewolves.

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