Winterknight7574

*Who would have thought a precious, legitimate princess was forced to secretly marry a predator in the middle of the night when the silver moon shone brightly in the middle of the starry sky?

Warning: Epic fantasy ROMANCE+++
If you want to know how the animosity between vampires and werewolves had truly started, this is mandatory to read this story. The FMC is a beast tamer. The MMC is the Lord of Shadow.
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The night the prince arrived to claim her, Reneira braced herself for the inevitable circumstances. However, nothing could have prepared her for the truth that this wasn’t just a marriage. She was just a pawn to win yet another war, a cord to fasten an alliance.

Her new husband was a sweet torment, an immortal, god-like bully disguised in an impossibly beautiful human form with no rival. His every gaze felt like a punishment, and his sinful aura tempted her in ways she never expected. This god of lust refused to touch her or accept her as his true wife. 
Believing that her dignity was lost forever, she resigned herself to her fate, hoping to make a home in the hell she’d been thrown into. But fate, as it often did play, had other plans. 
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“Don’t even think about seducing me by licking your lips like that, doe-eye!” He breathed in her ear as he joined her in bed, shirtless, his muscular abdomen rippling with each movement.
“I… I’m not doing it on purpose!” she stammered, her breath catching in her chest when he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her body against him.
His mouth hovered near her temple, his lips grazing her ear shell. “I’m going to make you forget what happened today. My body is yours as compensation, wife.”
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Volume one: House of Poison and Bone. Completed 
Volume Two: House of Fire and Wings. Ongoing...
Volume three: House of Beasts and Ruins. Coming this Summer...
Tags: Romance, Fantasy, Epic, The Devil's Son, The Prince of Hell, the lord of Shadow,

The Devil's Son and His Fated Bride

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"Now, we are alone! Go ahead!" Ren threw her arms wide, her eyes blazing as she gestured to the emptiness around them.

Azrael chuckled, the sound was annoying, but he seemed unbothered. "Yes, we are, princess. I'm here to fix things between us. There is something you must be wary of."

Ren tilted her head, impatience was clear in her tone. "What could that be?"

"Believing you can deceive the God of Darkness and he wouldn't know."

She hadn't claimed he wouldn't find out. The Demon God would understand everything, sooner or later.

Give me your necklace.