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"Why are you following me?" 

"I am free to roam anywhere within Barracks, am I not?"

"Aldaire will be displeased if he sees us together."

He grins, leaning in close to whisper in my ear. "Will he? Last time I checked, you two are merely playing a part."

I place a finger on his lips, acutely aware of our proximity yet taken aback by it all. "Don't utter such things. They can hear you."

"So it is true. I wasn't present that day, but Himley made sure to fill me in."

There's no need to persist with the charade, but if I concede too readily, I'm not fulfilling my role adequately. This is going to be challenging, especially given his annoying demeanor. 

"I don't know what you're talking about. Aldaire is a noble man."

"Then how do his lips taste?"

Hiccup! "That is none of your concern, sir."

"Why do you take offense? It was an innocent question."

"It was not! I am inebriated. Why are you pursuing me? And be honest this time. If you intend to kill me like the rest, I'll make things easier for you."

His silence prompts me to look up. His lips are drawn into a thin line as he glares at me. "Do you hold me in such low regard?"

"I don't know you," I retort.

"That is why I am here. We can acquaint ourselves with each other." His laughter reverberates in the empty space, prompting a grin from me. It makes me blush at the thought. Perhaps it's the alcohol causing me to hallucinate, but the idea of someone vying for my affections is amusing.

"I relish challenges, Lady Leizabeth. Give me some time, and you'll see."

"I don't understand why."

"Because you are a fascinating woman. The moment I laid eyes on you, I knew I had to get to know you."


**In the journey of life, we stumble upon love twice. The first shatters your heart into countless fragments; the second conjures up the power of the universe to piece it back together. **All Rights Reserved

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Binding Before War by MostlyAlexLeigh

Samuel left the magical world when he was a child, refusing to return to tyrannical Church that leads his fellow harrolds. Naomi has lead the magical world since she was a child, a matriarchal leader for dragons, a race run by family hierarchies. Their paths never should have crossed, and when they do, it's immediately too late. How can a bond be formed when their lives are at odds? - *Samuel Vera* "It's this woman," I said, shocking both Ben and Bale. "She's-" I laughed to myself, relaxing as I spoke about her. "-She's actually always so mad at me, and she's fucking terrifying but she's also so distracting." My tone lowered down to a groan as I finish, "I didn't even have a meeting today, they canceled it, I just couldn't focus grading these multiplication tables." "Has a mere mortal managed to catch the eye of the great and powerful Samuel Vera?" Ben teased, sounding awed and offended, an act as he once more made me regret telling him who I was. Next time, don't tell friends you're a magical being, got it... "Shut up, Ben," Bale said, though he was grinning at the tease nonetheless. "Sam is never going to bring girls over if you're so... 'Funny'." "I beg to differ," Ben said. "My teasing creates an air of informality that comforts many people. You, for example, have always been drawn to my open and honest personality." "Always is a bit of a stretch-" "-And, you know what? She would probably actually punch me," I said. I hadn't stopped talking about Naomi, going through our five minutes of history as Ben and Bale bickered as couples do. "Even if she knew, I don't think she'd care, most women, they're so..." "Non-violent?" Bale said, sounding as if he were worried for my sanity, "Unlikely to attack you?" "Now now Bale," Ben said. "Sam likes a bit of action in his life, he's a wild child." *** Trigger Warnings: N/A- If you find something I have overlooked (which may happen, I've read this book a million times) please let me know and I will update!

The Prince's Escape by yerd213

Once we are alone, he turns to me, "We need to work on your acting skills. How can a commoner be such a bloody awful liar? Don't you learn that when you are infants?" "Oh, I'm sorry I don't lie for sport like you lot! Last I checked, it's the ones with the sticks up their arses who are so brilliant with deceit and after seeing your performance I know it to be fact! I've never heard such shit! As though I hold any regret, for telling that fancy prat anything, ha" I call back. Now that we are alone, I no longer require restraints as I let my temper run wild. He does something that takes me by utter surprise. He literally grabs my lips and pushes them together. "Don't you ever shut this mouth of yours!" I move my hands to his chest, trying to pay no mind to the heat radiating from him and give him a great push, shoving him a few steps back in surprise. "Don't touch me! Agh!" I let out before taking a breath, and with a little less force I add, "the King bought it didn't he." "Barely," he grunted. My head snapped back at him, I was fuming. How could a man make me so incredibly angry with just a few words? This must be the great charm of the Prince, I hear so much about. #310 in Historical Fiction 10/2, #347 IN HISTORICAL FICTION 1/5, #291 IN HISTORICAL FICTION 5/18, #239 IN HISTORICAL FICTION, #232 IN HISTORICAL FICTION 6/23 #160 in Historical Fiction 1/29/18 , #131 in Historical Fiction 4/3/18, #121 in Historical Fiction 4/4, #108 in Historical Fiction 4/8, #89 in Historical Fiction 4/9, #87 Historical Fiction 4/13, #66 Historical Fiction 4/22, #60 Historical Fiction 4/25, ----- Currently going through some major revisions 1/27/2018

Revenge is Killer by Peace_Love_Passion

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The Styles Mansion [h.s] by Lark_Den

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THE KING'S HEARTLESS GUARD by BROKENPEN720

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My Fucked Up Fairytale by pinenutters

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One in Ten Million by PetrichorTTT

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