COME, EVIL PRINCE PLAY WITH ME

COME, EVIL PRINCE PLAY WITH ME

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Velrisa has transmigrated she was in Dubai one second ago, but the next thing she knew, she finds herself in the deepest dark forest. To make things worst, her body has been poisoned and s*x is was the only antidote. Thinking that she will die in the middle of nowhere, she somehow runs into a handsome guy who's semi- conscious. Eager to rescue herself Velrisa lies him down not realizing that he is Prince Nyxen, a powerful and brutal man who has killed thousand of woman that had approached him. Velrisa Nocthra is saved but she can't run away from him.
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