terrible husbands

terrible husbands

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A angel looking girl who had a heart like angel, she never said or thought bad for anyone even if anyone abuse her or said bad to her, she always respect them. she was hated by everyone even from her parents, her parents are forcing her to merry with kings of devil, demon, vampire anything you can say for those 3 men. those men are terrible, scary, bloody, psycho etc like this. they will hate her or love her? will she get a love that she deserve but can never get or she will get hate again like always? wanna know? so read the story.
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Original and un-edited version of my first book "The Kings Luna" In all it's grammar errors and cheesy snd boring storyline . !!Disclaimer!! This book is for entertainment purposes only and may not be copied and used by anyone or any application. The large door closed and he turned to face me. He had the kind of face that stopped you in your tracks. I couldn't help but let my eyes wander. He was incredibly built. Chest muscles bulging and his biceps balls of strength. His long legs were swelling with muscle. He looked like a perfect Greek statue. No, he was a perfect Greek god. He turned to me and growled. "Mate," the word left our lips in unison without even the slightest amount of effort. His eyes returned to normal color as he studied my face. Noticing my slight fear he spoke, "I'm sorry, my love," reaching over and grabbing my hand and placing a gentle kiss on my knuckles. "Tu sei la donna più Bella che abbia mai messo gli occhi su," he spoke in an unfamiliar, yet beautiful language. He kissed my hand and caressed my face. "What does that mean?" He chuckled loudly filling the room with his sexy raspy voice. "You are the most beautiful woman I've ever laid eyes on," he answered. "What is your name my love?" "Bianca North," I spoke proudly. "Not for long," he smirked.

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