The Princess and the Assassin
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  • Reads 753
  • Votes 38
  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 10m
Ongoing, First published Oct 15, 2019
Irmina, a princess, longing for the freedom of the forest

Ezio, an assassin, longing for the freedom of duty.

In a fight between betrayal, forbidden love, and family, what will spark? 

And when tears turn to blood, who will be hurt the most?
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Behind the Royal Mask

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In a kingdom torn between reform and greed, Beatrice, a fearless rebel leader, infiltrates the royal palace disguised as the betrothed of a powerful noble. Caught between two men-the idealistic Crown Prince Alaric, and his dangerous cousin with dark ambitions-Bea must navigate a web of lies, betrayal, and growing feelings. As she uncovers secrets that could shatter the realm, she faces a choice between loyalty to her people and a future with the prince. In a world of masks and shadows, can she spark a revolution before it's too late? Blurb { The kiss was fierce, possessive, his mouth claiming hers in a way that was wholly different from the fabricated memory she'd described. Her hands freed, she found herself pulling him closer, their breaths mingling. His hand slid down her back, pulling her against him. When they finally broke apart, they were both breathing heavily, their faces close as they took in each other's flushed expressions. Alaric looked into her eyes, an amused smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "So," he murmured, his voice a low rumble, "was Caelon as good as me?" } Blurb 2 { "Your Highness," Cedric whispered, disbelief threading his tone, "With all due respect, do you really think it's wise to look at her like that with those lovey-dovey eyes, knowing she just insulted you?" }