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(*No Rape*)
Bringing to you from the Series of The Queens' Trilogy; 



VOLUME I: A Royal Mismatch: The Trouble With Prince Charming 

From Royal Reject to Accidental Crown Princess: A Marriage of Convenience Gone Wrong.

Every girl dreams of being born a princess, right? Not Oriana.

Sitting on a little stool, waited on by hand and foot?

No thanks.

Freedom, adventure anything but the stifling expectations of royalty is what she craves. In fact, she'd rather be scaling the castle walls tonight than attending a stuffy soiree.

Luckily, she wasn't born to be the crown princess. In fact, she is the bane of etiquette tutors and the kingdom's resident "bad egg."

But fate, it seems, has a wicked sense of humor.

Duty throws Oriana into a political marriage with the infamous Crown Prince Adric of Avon. A notorious playboy known for his scandalous lifestyle and disregard for courtly decorum, Adric seems like the perfect escape hatch from her suffocating expectations.

Adric, on the other hand, couldn't care less who he marries. His reputation precedes him; a notorious playboy who thrives on defying expectations. But when the fiery Oriana crashes into his world of calculated indifference, sparks fly.

Will this forced union ignite a royal scandal of epic proportions or blossom into an unexpected love that challenges the very foundations of their kingdom?


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Oriana pressed her lips. "You don't want to do this. I'll hate you forever. I belong elsewhere, not here."

"I guess you're mistaken, Princess. You only belong in one place; where I am. You belong to me," Adric said, moving his free hand down. He traced his fingers down Oriana's neck.

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VOLUME II (A ROYAL MISMATCH: UNTAMED LOVE)


Freya, the royal cook's daughter, loves to read and hide from the world. Her life changes when she catches the royal guard with a married woman in a scandalous act. Now, she's forced to interact with this annoying guard, who's never fallen in love before. Despite his efforts to win her over, Freya doesn't find him attractive like other women do.

When they're sent to an ally kingdom as delegates, they spend time together. One day, while the guard is was pleasing other women, Freya discovers a new world she never imagined. What happens when she experiences the forbidden fruit? And is drawn to same guard she vowed never to look at.

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"What you saw...did you enjoy it?" 

The young girl turned her face away, avoiding the guard's eyes, as a familiar heat built up between her legs.

"Look at me...say the word...beg me to give you the release your body craves," the Royal guard commanded, his grin growing wider as he pushed her chin forward with his large palm.

"Why should I?" she replied, her voice firm. "It's men who beg women, not the other way around."

The guard chuckled, shaking his head. "Not in your case, I offered it to you the first time and your rejected...if you want it now, you'll have to earn it."






Other works of this author;

1. Kitanna from the series of Queens'Trilogy.

2. The Hitman's Sunshine.

3. Cursed Bride of The Damned Vampire King

A Royal Mismatch: The Trouble with Prince Charming

{Music Recommendation: Wicked Game ~ Ursine Vulpine and Annaca}

Oriana sat quietly in the bathtub, her eyes distant as the maids washed her hair and body. She seemed utterly lost, as if she wasn't even in the room with them.

Once they finished, the maids helped her stand up, and without a word of complaint, Oriana allowed them to drape a towel over her. As one of the maids dried Oriana's body, she noticed a line on her stomach and paused.

"T-that…" the maid stuttered, looking up. But when she saw the dullness in Oriana's eyes, she quickly closed her mouth and continued with her task in silence.

Oriana was led to her room and seated in front of the vanity. More maids entered, some trimming her nails, others styling her hair and powdering her face. The room remained eerily quiet, the only sounds being the rustle of the maids' gowns.

DARKEST HOUR