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A Kings Surrender

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"Oh really. I'd say you really enjoyed my visit." He said with a mischievous glint in his eyes.

He walked closer to her until she had to use her hand to stop him from crushing her against the wall. He bent his head and nipped a small line from her neck to her ear. 

She felt heat travel through her body and a tingle that started on the lower part of her spine and traveled through her body. Her mind was clouded with a haze of lust and she tried to hold back the sounds that threatened to escape as he continued his assault on her neck and ear.

She couldn't believe that just a little touch from him could cause so much fire inside her. A fire she thought she didn't possess. She felt herself climbing higher and higher on the waves of passion and just as she reached her peak, he shot her down.

"If you didn't believe me before, you have your answer now."

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Escape from the Obstinate Prince ✓

Sequel to "Escape from the Witch Hunters" Jack kept walking towards her and Ami kept backing up until finally she hit the wall. "Why are you doing this?" "Doing what?" he had an arrogant smile on his face and he got closer to her. "That." she nodded towards his closing in on her. Her breathing and her heart beating picked up speed. "Is it wrong for me to want my own wife?" his own body was nearly pressed against hers and he rested his head between her head and shoulder. "It is when you, just days before, resented the very fact that I was alive." she closed her eyes, trying to steady her breathing. "Maybe I've had a change of heart." he looked at her. She looked at him with her blue eyes. "I don't think so." "What if I said I loved you?" he whispered hoarsely. "I wouldn't believe you." she rested her head against the wall as her heart pounded in her ears. His eyes flashed, then he viciously grabbed her by the waist, pulled her close to him, and his lips crashed onto hers. ~~~ Andromeda Aurora Amélia the Third had dreaded the day she turned sixteen, as she would have to be married to the very snobbish boy, Prince Jacques. They had met only once before, and they had not gotten along in the slightest. She hadn't wanted to play ball with him. He got mud on her favorite dress. She was a ninny and didn't like petty lizards. He was a snob who hated anything in a dress. What happens when they're forced to marry? Will the alliance go through? Will Jack drive Ami crazy enough for her to return home? Or will they work out their differences for the sake of their two countries?

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