[Love that crossed power and empires] "Is there any problem, begum?" I asked, placing the book aside, my voice neutral but alert. She swallowed. "I have given my consent," she said, so softly it barely carried, "You should get married to Inaayat Amira." For a moment, I thought I had misheard. My head snapped up. My ears sharpened, every muscle in my body going rigid. "Perdon me?" I said, rising to my feet. "Repeat that." I took a step toward her. Then another. She said nothing. Her gaze dropped to the floor, lashes trembling, as if words had suddenly betrayed her. A dry, humorless smile curved my lips. "Itni samajdar ho gayi," I said quietly, stopping in front of her, "ki apne sohar ke liye faisle karne lagi?" I lifted her chin between my index and middle finger. Her skin was warm. Too warm. She flinched at the contact. "Itni samajdar," I continued, my voice lowering, sharper now, "ki mujhe baantne ke liye bhi taiyaar ho gayi aap?" I forced her to look at me.

Lord Erec, Baron of Greenwood. Years of service earned him glory, honor, wealth and even a title or two. While contented, he felt no real joy...until he met her. Resourceful and brave, Gwyndolyn twice escaped death at the hands of treacherous villains. But she found herself quite alone...until she met him. War loomed ominously from Far North. Treachery and treason lurked within. The King and the entire kingdom were in danger. Falsely labeled as traitors and hunted like animals, Erec & Gwyndolyn desperately searched for the real traitor. But how could they possibly beat the odds and win the day before time ran out? *This work has shortened chapters for e-readers. In book form it would have about 34 chapters.

"What have you done to me?" He asks me and I feel dosed. "You're so fucking tight Marie, I'm going to ruin you." He licks my tongue and picks up the pace but his words are enough for me. I tremble. "Can I?" I ask, but he only answers after ten more pumps. "Yes baby, you can." The mixture of his tone, the softness behind his words and the hard actions injects me with a drug I'll never quit. Nothing in the world could be more wrong than this, the prince and I. But then again, nothing can stop us. ♧♧♧ It was hatred at first sight. What happens when instead of buying a dinzel slave, the queen of Bail kingdom buys a human as the prince and princess's slave? The prince hates humans and the quiet, innocent and orphaned Marian has to put up with his mayhem. Little do they know, love and hate aren't quite far apart. 🚫⚠⚠This book contains some content that might not be suitable for readers under the age of 18.⚠⚠ ⚠Such content include; Smoking, violence, rape (and other forms of sexual abuse), drinking, abuse of drugs, offensive language, intense sex. If you have plans of copying this book, don't.. I will find you. BEST RANKS; #1 dinzel 19/09/25 #1 despair out of 9.1k stories 13/10/25 #1 ownership out of 230 stories 19/02/25 #1 purplehair out of 108 stories 20/02/25 #1 servantromance 19/09/25 #1 humanxcreature 27/09/25 #2 maid out of 6.32k stories 28/09/25 #2 heir out of 4.48k stories #4 slavetrade out of 644 stories 15/08/24 #8 royalty out of 50.8k stories 15/02/25 # 20 darkfantasy 13.5k stories 19/02/25 #77 kingdom out of 36.8k stories 25/02/25 Read at your own risk. Go ahead and click that continue button.. I can't wait either!

In the heart of Toronto, Alessia Morgan Blake lives quietly between duty and dreams. Her days smell of old paper and coffee in her little bookshop. Her nights belong to her dying father.....the only family she has left. Her world is fragile, yet full of love. A devoted boyfriend. A future that finally seems kind. But under the wrong sky, fate listens. One wish upon a falling star tears her from her world and hurls her into another....a realm where kingdoms rise on blood and oaths rot in silence. Here, the moon is colder, the air heavier, and the throne belongs to one man: King Alaric Draxen Vortigern The ruthless ruler of Valemorra.....the Land of the Fallen Oath. A monarch forged in chaos and cruelty. Feared by his enemies, worshipped by his people, hated by the gods themselves. When Alessia appears in his throne room, lost, trembling, wearing clothes no one in his world has ever seen, she becomes his fascination. His curse. His obsession. The king who never wanted a queen finds himself consumed by a girl from another world..... a girl whose defiance lights the fire he thought long dead. But his desire is not gentle. It's possession. And his love is not salvation. It's captivity. She was light. He was ruin. And fate decided they would meet. To Alaric, love is not a word....it's a weapon. And Alessia is the battlefield. To him, she is not a guest. Not a stranger. Not even a prisoner. She is his..... to break, to worship, to keep. And if time dares to take her back, he will destroy it itself. Trapped between two eras, Alessia must choose: the world she left behind or the one that refuses to let her go. Because once the King claims something... he never returns it. ____________________ Read Prologue for details description

"What I do to you, is no one's business but mine." He seethes in a low tone, watching me carefully as my teeth grind together in anger. • • • Rogues and Royals never mixed. The royal family was run by nothing but cold hearts and merciless hands. I, Everleigh Holloway, wanted nothing to do with those murderers hiding behind gold platters and shiny jewels. But my fate was inevitable. A rogue, mated to the crowned King Nikolas Castellano II. You could only laugh at it. He was a man with no humanity in his eyes, no life, no feelings or even an ounce of remorse, and I was just another spawn in his game of chess.

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