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Crown Prince Aiden Jonas William Agilofings "AJ”, is not interested in love or marriage. A confirmed bachelor, AJ will not fall in love. Not even for inheriting the throne to his beloved Leland. But his grandfather is as stubborn as him, so a marriage will be on the cards. A contracted one. And when a perfect candidate falls into his lap, quite literally… what is he to do?
Amelia Brighton was born a princess but a twist of fate now relegated her to the role of a commoner instead of ruling her nation-Valleys.
But destiny cannot be changed. Amelia Brighton is now ready to ascend a different throne. As the beloved bride of Crown Prince AJ, much to the consternation of her own birth family and the ministers of Leland, she will rule by his side.
A fairy-tale come true, the nation revels in their love story. But enemies lurk in the shadow, ready to expose everything that AJ and Amy hide. So, as they fight the unknown enemies, will they fall in love or end up hating each other?
Excerpt:
AJ looked into the green eyes of the woman, no, the young girl who had come out of nowhere and was now sitting on his thighs like they were her personal couch.
She was stunning. He was no stranger to beautiful women but this girl was too beautiful. The only make-up he could see was on her full lips were covered with a bit of gloss. Her dark hair framed her face while her shoulders were left bare enticingly. To him, she seemed like an innocent little fairy who had wandered into the mortal realm albeit a bit drunk. And there was a certain familiarity to her looks that he could not place.
Without much thought, he simply placed a hand on her small waist to support her as she swayed a little. Her warm breath blew over his shoulder while her voice enthralled him, as she whispered near his ear, "Take me from here, please."
"Umm, excuse me, miss...It is not good to just come and sit on someone..."
“Why not? This is so very comfortable." Saying this she leaned closer to AJ.
Unexpectedly AJ stood up, holding the beauty in his arms and spoke," We need to leave now..."
The woman smiled up at AJ as if she had met her prince charming or even her knight in shining armour, but the onlookers knew that she had thrown herself at a wolf... The poor drunk lamb was going to die soon.
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The Prince's Mischievous Bride

Amy snapped up to scold Emilia for barging in when her words got caught in her throat. Standing in front of her was AJ himself.

"What are you doing here?" She snapped angrily. She did not want to see him right now! He was the most aggravating man ever!

Instead of answering, AJ approached Amy, who jumped up on the bed, staring at him warily, a feeling of deja vu running through her.

Raising her hands in a self-defence gesture, she growled," Stop there! If you come near, I..."

"You what? You will disappear again and make me worry?" AJ questioned with an angry expression on his face.

"I needed time to think and clear my head.," Amy burst out.

"And I am so glad that you were considerate of my feelings as well. That you gave me a chance to explain." AJ muttered sarcastically, now having reached the side of the bed...

Carried Away