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Buried In Thorns
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Ongoing, First published Apr 11, 2020
Mature
Beauty of day and beauty of night, one a royal with cursed blood, the other born with enchanting looks. 

What happens when a tale as old as time throws the rose petals away to make use of the thorns born from within? Sometimes a curse to one may be a blessing to another.

But not always.

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He watched. He waited. He knew the expression on her face well, recognized it on every other, but most of all it was the gleam that gave them all away. The gleam of promised luxurious strolls, fresh roses on silken sheets and sweet words. He was good at the last one, he had the sweetest of teeth.

"My Prince," She began, interrupting his thoughts. "I-I must confess to something. Something I have not said out loud for fear that I may not mean it but the truth seems to want to smother me for my silence."

"Oh." He stilled and gave her his full attention, watching her shoulders straighten and her head lift as determination filled her frame.

"I am in love with you, my Prince."

She held her breath, peering at him anxiously, awaiting his joyful words. Perhaps even in excitement to see the magic take place with her declaration of love now in the very air he breathed. Slowly he reached for the glass, being careful not to shatter the delicate frame. Glancing down at the red wine he moved it, watched it swirl and spin.

"You are to say you are in love with this beast?" He whispered softly, the velvet voice reaching her like a lovers touch.

"I am."

"I repeat myself, Belle. You are in love with this beast?" She blinked and with a perplexed look, nodded.

"I am." 

With a slow shake of his head he sat the wine down, never looking away from it and then those words, as she had hoped to see, sparked magic.

Before her eyes he turned into something edged, beautiful, sinful and terrifyingly unexpected. His eyes flicked up to meet hers. His next words were snarled out in a scathing tone.

"Then you are not worthy of my monster."
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In a world where fear reigned, there was a king no one dared to defy. He was known by many names-The Cursed King, The Blood Monarch, The Devil in Flesh. No one spoke his true name unless they wished to die a brutal death. He ruled not just a kingdom, but the entire world. With powers no human could comprehend, he bent the laws of life and death to his will. Immortal. Unstoppable. Cruel. It was said that meeting his gaze meant courting death. His orders were absolute-disobedience was a crime punishable by unimaginable agony. He showed no mercy. No kindness. No love. Until her. The day he saw her, everything changed. A girl with haunted eyes and trembling hands-a girl who had known nothing but pain. She did not speak, did not fight. She bowed her head like everyone else, afraid of what he might do. But something in her cracked the unyielding armor of the most merciless king to ever live. Without a second thought, he pointed to her and spoke a command that would bind her to him forever. "Marry her." No one dared question him. Not even her. Because she knew refusing him meant death. But there was one truth the king did not care about-only the woman who became his wife had the power to kill him. And yet, he still chose her. Reached # 1 in fatedlove #1 in magic and mystery And the girl who had spent her life craving love... found it in the most dangerous man alive.