My Dark Prince (  slow updates )

My Dark Prince ( slow updates )

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he was a moster locked in a cage. she was a poisoned rose. § '' jump my princess, ill catch you '' said the vocie. And she did. she jumed off the cliff. And flew like an angel the wind carrying her because of her dark prince § '' love is to destroy '' he whispered. Copyrigthed. you may have seen a book like this and that is bc that was the old one i wrote on my lost account.
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DISCONTINUED "A longing not her own, a sorrow centuries old, and a name she had never spoken-yet had always known." ----- Damian Cassius Gray was a man of honor, a warrior by blood, a king by birthright. But fate had made him a pawn. He had been betrayed by the woman he loved, branded a traitor, and cast into the shadows. In his grief, he became something else-something far more dangerous. Natalie Vivienne Deighton was never meant to be his, but she made him believe otherwise. She had been a fleeting dream, belonging to him in the night, and to another in the light, a cruel mirage-one he chased until it destroyed him. Love was her weapon, and deception was her game, and for that she died. ----- Betrayed by love, deceived by power, and robbed of his throne, Gray had then turned to the only force that could grant him justice-dark magic. He vowed that the lineage of the king who wronged him would be erased from history. And so, the kingdom fell to ruin, abandoned under the weight of his curse. But vengeance came at a cost, for in death, he was denied both peace and punishment. Immortality became his prison. ----- Sometimes, Primrose Lillian Thompson dreams of places she has never been, of a voice that calls her by a name she does not know, and of a sorrow that does not belong to her-yet clings to her soul like a shadow. She wakes up in the middle of the night with her cheeks wet, her throat sore, and her heart aching for a love she doesn't understand. A love that isn't hers. Or is it? ----- ◈ Weekly Updates ◈

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