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Summary : Jayne Rosenkavalier has been selected for a royal ceremony to become the betrothed of Dimitri, the Vampir kings son who rules 15 provinces in the region- reigning as one of the strongest, deadliest, and evilest Vampir covens.
She must leave her world behind, all hopes and dreams of her province life have been stripped from her. She does not yet know the web of lies, hidden political agendas, and enemies she will encounter.
She must battle her fears to acclimate to her new life, but Dimitri's brother, Michael can't seem to keep his gaze away from her, which is strange- considering that she is his brothers Bride.
There is a war raging. Only one side will win. Secrets will be brought to light, loyalties will be tested, history is on its way to be written in stone... Jayne must decide if she will let destiny win, or if faith will persevere.
Prologue
I felt my breath coming out in sharp pants, my fingertips trembled, my eyes blurred as tears streamed down my face. I stared at the pristine envelope in my hands, the royal insignia stamped on it. Even without opening it, I already knew. Yet, a small part of me, filled with foolish hope, clung desperately to the thought of this being a mere tax card. I refused to acknowledge that a tax card wouldn't have the royal insignia, and continued hesitantly. My fingers shook as I opened the letter, slowly, I pulled it out. I unfolded it, and my world came crashing down. A sob wrenched itself out of my mouth.
You are required to attend the Choosing Ceremony. If you do not....
I dropped the letter as the air rushed out of me. That paper, was my signed death certificate. I dropped to my knees, the king of vampires was summoning me. Me, of all people, to be a candidate for his son's bride. With a snap of his fingers, I could spend an eternity bound to the coldest, meanest, and cruelest man in the entire ki
"I think Mr.knights has anger issues."
Just as those words slipped out from my
mouth Mr.knights turned and in the blink of an eye, I was slammed against a wall with great force while taking both my hands above my head with just one hand and caging me fully into him.
I felt the chills ran down my esophagus and my head started making involuntary shakes as I started taking short breaths. A numbness creeped into my brain.
You're doomed! I thought.
His dark black eyes were staring right into mine as if they can see through me. I felt naked, I felt cold yet scared under his eyes. My chest rose up and down due to the decrease in my oxygen intake.
"I think that .. was a mistake" I mumbled.
It's not funny. my inner self warned.
"Button your lips unless you want me to fuck that little smart mouth of yours," he said in a very lower and husky tone at the same time maintaining eye contact.
I gulped.
"I'm flattered that you admitted I'm smart," I said.
He smirked.
Not good villa.
"Well, you asked for it" he hissed.
What. I asked for what?
Well, you shouldn't have run your mouth villa. My inner self spoke.
Because he slammed His lips directly on mine as his body started pressing against me as tones of electricity passed from him entered my body.
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Ashton Knights is a billionaire before the son of America. he's 27 and is adored by every American and he practically grew with media. he's mysterious, dark, possessive, mature, and rude but gentle yet beautiful.
Villa Anderson is a kind, joyful and talkative soul who's from Australia but came to America at 18 for further studies in photography.
(this is short story info, please read the introduction for more details.)
you'll discover the complexity of men, the dark world of billionaires, and romance.
how will they meet?
Can villa adjust to the whole new world of games?