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My name is Eveline. Eveline Tate. I am the daughter of Lucas and Rebecca Tate. Yup, THE Lucas and Becca Tate. Don't ask me why, but I grew up knowing that they are someone important. Uncle Mike is still working for dad, as his bodyguard. I used to have one, a bodyguard that is, when I was in high school. Mike said he was his best. Well, I don't know how best he was but he was an asshole to me. I didn't like him a bit and I was happy when he was dismissed. I am twenty and I am a very easy-going girl, not too picky, not too demanding but still very selective on people I let in my life. Boyfriends? Yeah, I had two. First was Ben, my high school sweetheart, or at least I thought he was because I found him smooching the Queen at my prom saying he had been always in love with her. Well, trust me, it took all my power, my charm, and sweetness to convince my father to stay away and not make him kiss the ground as he promised, but I didn't manage the same thing with Mike. I didn't see Ben for the next two weeks and when he finally came back to school you could swear he never knew me. And now it is Jason, my college sweetheart. He is nice, cute, ... I'm bluffing, he is damn gorgeous and I really like him but something is missing and I can't really put my finger on it. Until I've met him, my love, my passion, my home, my strength, my hell, and my heaven. WARNING ⚠️ !!!! ⚠️ this book contains specific language, swearing, and violent wording. ⚠️ 🔞this book contains explicit descriptions of sex scenes which some might find disturbing. Discretion is advised! If you are under 18, sign out and go to sleep, kiddo! ⚠️ this book cover contains pictures that DO NOT BELONG TO ME. ⛔️ All rights reserved !!!!!! Do not copy the characters, story, or theme!!!!! It is rude and illegal. ✅ All characters are fictional and any similarities with reality are pure coincidence.

There wasn't much need for people to ask since they already knew . She belonged to him , forever as they stated . Shall it be true ? I can't say. He picked her upsetting her on the counter top as she held his shirt , his eyes gazing into her with anger . She bit her lip finally speaking up , " I am sorry i didn't tell you " He clenched his jaw squeezing he thighs . " I am very sure i don't have to remind you that you belong to me My belle but if i hear this happening again , people will be kill by my hand and i swear i won't regret doing that " She whimper burying her face in his neck. " I hope you understand me belle , you shall not be touch by any other man but me " he stated to her #cover by hot_steamy

Todo empezó cuando su madre sufre un accidente, su padre acude a Alexander para pedir un préstamo de dinero. Pero no resulta muy bien y Alexander va para que le pague el préstamo pero el no lo consiguió en totalidad. Ese día para ella cambia su vida. Historia totalmente creada por mí.... Todos los derechos reservados

A story about a prince and his pretty consort presumptive. Crown Prince Raffe, as the only son of High King Alizade and sole heir to the High Throne of the Ruemri Empire, is bound to fulfill one important duty for the crown. Even if that duty involves marrying a faie chosen for him by his father and the Twelve Clans, the same sharp-mouthed faie who broke his nose at their first encounter a decade ago. Soren-sharp-mouthed, sarcastic, and breathtakingly pretty-is the youngest son of Thar Idana. He convinced himself that he was prepared for everything-passing the Medical Licensing Examination, living in Ruemreon, and the new life waiting for him once he became a court healer. What he never expected, however, was to find himself betrothed to the heir of the empire, the same man who punched him as a greeting mere seconds after they first saw each other. - King xx Consort Fantasy Romance Contains hermaphrodism & mpreg English

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