Writer's lover

Writer's lover

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|Writer×Prince| "I love you but you are real, my love..." "They said to stay away from the dark, tall, and handsome villain. He was good for nothing they said. They claimed that he was a beast. They called him 'Lucifer'. That he was just like that bad guy but to her, he's a fallen angel. Her angel, her enemy, the guy she was never supposed to fall for but she ended up falling so hard for him that even the stars couldn't stop giggling..." - "Why do you hate me so much? What have I ever done to you?" "I hate you because I can't have you. I hate the fact that I am not the one you want to fight for. I hate that I am not the reason behind your disgustingly beautiful smile. I hate that I am not the reason behind your shining eyes. I hate that I am not the person you look forward to seeing every day. I hate you because I can't stop myself from wanting to always see you. And most importantly, I hate you because I love you." ~ He was the illegitimate child of the king, the one who's always hated but never ignored. How could they ignore him when he was the best warrior in the whole kingdom? He was always focused on his goals and that's to stay away from royal matters. He didn't enjoy the drama but everything changed when the certain brown-eyed tiny girl decided to act like a crazy little woman. As a result, the crown prince refused to marry her and she was afraid that her crazy parents would kill her. She somehow found out that the crown prince likes things that are desired by the forbidden prince and she was determined to become one of them. So, she tried to win him with her puppy eyes into taking her in. He gave in. Both of them were to benefit from this deal. Her one was: To be the crown prince's wife. His one was: To annoy the crown prince. But what they didn't expect was to fall for each other. And in this whole situation, a name stays mysterious. The writer of this novel. Finding her was necessary since the book wasn't finished yet.
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||-Ongoing-|| 'I hate you! I hate you! I'll never be the wife that you deserve!' 'I do not want the wife that I deserve Cassiopeia because it is you that I want.' 'Then,' she hesitated for only a moment, 'I'll never be a wife still yet yours!' she promised him. 'Say that again,' he told her in a hard angry voice, 'and face the rowen,' he dared her. Despite the threat, she climbed out of bed and went to him. She tilted her head to look challengingly at him with her sharp green tear stained eyes. 'I will never be a wife much less yours,' she repeated in a terminal raspy but rather confident voice. He stared at her for a long time, internally simmering. The tension in the bedroom thickened greatly. Silence reigned as their stare down intensified. All in the room stood in trepidation, awaiting his eppy. 'Everyone,' he ordered in a calm yet jussive voice that betrayed the extremity of his anger. 'Out!' he finished. They all festinated out, skedaddling away as quickly as they could before anyone of them suffered from transfer of aggression. And when the door closed with a small click sound behind them, he drew her to him unexpectedly. 'You are mine,' he simply told her with surety before he lipped her. --- 🌫 She knew nothing, except that she wanted out, away from him-the beast. She knew not what she wanted, especially with a damaged head and fragmented memories. But, she just knew that she wanted nothing -absolutely nothing- to do with the monster that always left her in perplexity. --- 🌫 He wasn't what she thought he was. He was what she would never dream to think. He was a part of her and she was a part of him. He would never let her go. She must be there, with him, under his spell, wrapped around his thumb lest everything would go wrong. And if it did, he was the only person who could try, mean try to put it back in place. For with her, nothing wrong could ever be right. --- #3 in Royal love #3 in Satisfying #4 in Fated lov

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