hourly ( book one )

hourly ( book one )

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Aurora the princess of shadowvale is bound to save her kingdom and the people she loves and cares for . but what happens when she's fated to this darkness carnage she had sworn to take down or kill with her life . **** he gripped her neck making it difficult to breath , his gaze never left her face . the knife she was holding fell to the ground as the metallic sound echoed in the silent hallway " Don't bring a sword to a fight princess when you cannot wield it " his deep voice sounded so strange and mysterious like the night she couldn't make out what he looked like in the dark but she could see his silver eyes peering deep into her soul . the more she struggled the more she felt his finger sink deep into her neck . he closed the gap between them ,his spicy scent filled her nose , " Don't come to a fight dressed like a prostitute princess if you want to kill me " with that he disappeared, leaving no trace of his scent or voice .
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"Marry me, Cassie. Fulfill the promise you made to me. Become the demon's bride." His voice was deep, laced with something ancient, something unbreakable. He stepped closer, his burning crimson eyes never leaving hers. Her breath hitched. Her heart pounded in her chest, fear and something unexplainable tangling together. "And if I refuse?" she whispered. A smirk curled on his lips, dark and knowing. "Then I will make you ready... but you will marry me." She wanted to call him insane, to tell him he had the wrong person. But the way he looked at her-like he had waited lifetimes just for this moment-shook her to her core. He spoke of promises she didn't remember, of a past she couldn't recall. Yet, something inside her ached at his words, a strange sense of déjà vu wrapping around her like a ghostly embrace. What happens when a demon claims you as his lost lover, swearing that you once vowed to marry him?

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