Stolen

,,,,I can't marry a stranger!" I said, raising my voice, as I spoke to the girl named Brymlee. ,,I can't..." and then I railed off. What's it that it would change when I tell them that I simply don't want to? Nothing."

Hester. Almost killed by Adien. Now forced to marry him.

,,I cached her body, before it was too far gone. She was very light.
I held her against my chest, to keep her from hurting me or herself.
,,Let me go, you bastard!" I heard her yell at me, but didn't loosen my grip on her.
,,I am nobody to call a bastard." I told her calmly. I can't judge her for trying to take her own life; After all, I came here for the same reason..."

Adien. Almost killed Hester that night. Now to get away from the consciences, he must marry her.

,, ,,Oh dear..." I said, and raised my eyebrows at her. She was asleep, so I stayied there, on the chair, and looked at her over and over again. And the more I did, the more I looked at that boring, but also captivating pale face, the more I thought of one thing:
Oh god, how much I wan't to fuck her."

And then there's conan. A mate of Adien, who, for some reason, is convinced that he has to sleep with Hester.

Will Hester learn to love Adien, the beast of her story, when she is not the beauty who the beast is destined to love? Or will she fall to the open arms of the prince on a white horse, the saver and the hero instead?...But are prince and beast not the same in the fairytale?