AH AMORA

(MATURE CONTENT)

"Tsk." 

"See, what your disobedience did." He rasped in a mocking tone. His head tilted to the left as he peered down at her with a malicious smirk that one would immediately know that he was the cause of the disaster around her. 

Sasha scooted back in horror and turned around, she stood up on her trembling legs, and just as she took a few steps to get away from the monster behind her, she ended up facing him.

He was pale, he had red eyes and he was everything but a gentleman.

Only if that one unfortunate day, she didn't help him, hell wouldn't have cocooned her in its embrace.

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Sasha Walton known as the kindest princess among the kingdoms was a twenty-two years old sunshine of her kingdom that once bloomed in glory. Every other person admired her because of her kind and friendly nature. With her kindness came her bravery...but with her kindness she ended up falling in the claws of a merciless beast who wasn't even a human to begin with.

Ragnar was a king no one had ever seen but was feared by the whole world. He lurked in the shadows of the night and feasted on his enemies. He was known as the cruelest king and on one fortunate night, he came across someone so opposite to his world yet the cause of his curse.

He was intrigued and obsessed with her, he always had been.

He yearned to possess her, claim her, and captivate her in every possible way he could because little Sasha belonged to him in every sinful way.

The King's Dark Obsession

Everyone I ever met had played the crucial villain role in my story. 


And my existence was the beginning of it all. 


Just once I thought I had a grasp of my past only to find out I was nowhere near it. 


Staring at the woman in utter shock, I took a step away from her unconsciously. "You...w-who are you?" I asked, my gaze fixated between Grace and the woman beside me. 


"I am her mother and my name is Makaria, the goddess of death." She declared and yet another bulldozer of shocking news fell on me, leaving me a mess within. "Makaria? If you're Makaria then who is that?" I asked, pointing at the Makaria I knew. 


"Does that mean she is not the real Makaria?" I asked, my eyes were hurting at this point because the way they were widening from time to time seemed like I was on a mission to have them out of my sockets. 


CHAPTER 78