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His To Claim Personal Maid
"Why somany cuts? And why are you not healing?" annoyance laced through his voice as he examined her palms. His brows furrowed and lips curved downward. " It's nothing. Don't concern yourself," Sabrina tried to pull her hands from his hold but he didn't let up. Instead, he drew her closer. "Even a single small scratch on your person is my concern. You are my woman, Princess. So never tell me again not to worry about you," Elizah told her in a low whisper. A soft smile swept across Sabrina's face. Sabrina had not pegged him for a soft romantic person when they met for the first time. No one can blame her for that considering his muscular frame and brooding face. But he had proved her wrong. He knew when to be gentle and when to exert his dominance. She had perfection for a mate. "I am really fine," she assured him, smiling. "Are you?" mischeif sparked in his eyes as he gently pulled her onto his lap where his cock had erected once more. Sabrina's eyes widened."I have to go, Eli
His To Claim You Own Me
"I am going to make sure the werewolf King does not back down from war," Herons promised Elizah. Elizah looked up at the overcast sky and hummed in approval. It was about time they put an end to this. These fuckers were going to face the storm. Once the delegates departed, he returned to the throne room. Allain was sitting on the throne, Elizah took his seat beside him. "He stole money from my shop, my lord. He should be punished severely," the merchant pointed at the cowering boy and narrated his case. The boy who must not be more than fifteen was trembling in fear. He was wearing shabby clothes and his face bore many small cuts. His lips were swollen due to beating. He was a beggar. "Me..mercy, your majesty. My sister was hungry for four days. She would have died of starvation," the boy joined his hands and begged the King as fat tears slid down his eyes. The King sent him a cold glare. "40 lashes on his back," Allain declared. His verdict brought a content smile on the p
His To Claim Mine
"The werewolf King refused to back down as we had suspected. He tried to take our delegated captive but Heron and others fought their way out. They are returning to the capital as we speak," Bentham informed Elizah. A pleased smirk crept along Elizah's mouth. Everything was going according to the plan. "Tell Atticus to meet me in my study room," Elizah commanded over his shoulder. Bentham bowed and left to relay the message. Atticus showed up in his study room many moments later. "You majesty," he addressed Elizah at the door and entered the room with a wicked smirk on his face, carrying his conceited air along. " My lucky day, I suppose. Finally got acknowledged by the King himself," Atticus smirked as he walked in. Despite the smile he was sporting, there was no warmth in his eyes. His dislike for the true heir profound. "I am not the King..yet, lord Atticus. And as far as acknowledging is concerned, trust me I know enough about you," Elizah asserted while leveling him with
His To Claim Queen Of All
The queen was furious to know that Elizah had put his brother in the dungeon. She demanded of Elizah to release him instantly. "He is a skilled warrior. The kingdom needs him," Georgia argued strongly. Elizah fixed her with a bored gaze. " My Kingdom has no requirement for cowards like him. Skills become a bane when used for vile purposes. Atticus will be punished, severely so," Elizah stated cooly. He will have him regret the moment he allowed vile thoughts to bud in his mind about his Sabrina. He will have him regret even looking at her. "But.." Elizah cut her off with his cold glare."Leave. I wish to be alone," Elizah commanded. Georgina clenched her jaw but reluctantly did as he said. The war had begun. Allain had left for werewolf kingdom and was fighting against the King. He needed his skills to fight werewolves for him and once he will return after winning over the werewolves Elizah will have his head. The man will die of betrayal. And even though he dies at the hand of w
His To Claim Her Pain
Sabrina found herself lying on her stomach. When she woke up, the first thing she felt was blinding pain. It felt like thousands of burning rods were being pressed to her back. She groaned in agony and forced her sticky lids to part. Her eyes opened to a warped image of burning torch. She blinked a few times to celar her vision. "Aahhh," her features twisted in pain and she whimpered. A hand stroked her hair."It will be alright, sweetheart," a deep gentle voice promised to her. He stroked her hair in a comforting manner. Sabrina wasn't able to see his face as she was facing the opposite direction. " I am sorry, love. I am so sorry," his mouth pressed a soft kiss on her temple. "I am so sorry, sweetheart," his voce thick with regret as he peppered fond kisses all over her cheek. "It hurts," Sabrina pressed her eyes close, allowing tears to squeeze out from corners. "I know, Love. I know," he mumbled against her skin. His stomach clenching with helplessness. He wished he could tak
His To Claim A New Life
Allain returned to capital grinning ear to ear. The win over werewolves had filled him with arrogance. Everything was going according to his plan. Soon, he will rule over werewolves and after strengthening his power, he will launch an attack on Elizah. He will kill him just like the way he killed his brother and his mate. However, unlike he had expected, the court didn't celebrate his victory. Elizah was sitting on the throne and Allain was standing in the middle of the court. "You muight have bring us a great victory but I cannot overlook the report filed by several women who claims that you raped them," Elizah broke the news to him. Allain looked offended. "You cannot question the King," Allain snapped. Elizah smirked. "The person who sits in the throne is the King. And as far as I can see you are standing on the ground and the one sitting on throne is me," Elizah stated in all his royal glory. He exuded sheer dominance. Allain glared at him. "Do you or do you not accept the
His To Claim Little Surprise
Sabrina rubbed her clammy hands down her gown and exhaled a breath. She was nervous. Today Elizah was going to announce her as his mate in frot of his people. He will also crown her as the dragon's queen. Initially, she thought his advisers will not approve of her as their queen but they proved her wrong. They were more than happy to include her in their group despite of her being a werewolf. Even though she had their support, she was still wary of his subjects. What if they refused to take her as their queen. She didn't want to be a burden on Elizah and definitely not a hinderance. She scanned her appearance in the mirror. She was wearing a red and golden gown. Her hair was pulled up into a fancy bun. From heavy gold necklace to precious rings to diamond studded bracelet, she was laced with exquisite jewelleries. The woman lterally felt the weight of title on her. "How did I become this lucky?" she was broken from her reverie by a soft touch on her neck. Her lost gaze focused on th
His To Claim Love
The news of her pregnancy had brought a deluge of happiness in their lives. This year had indeed changed her life upside down. She wasn't only mated with her mate but was also pregnant. Very soon she will be singing lullaby to her baby. She can never forget how Elizah's face had lit up with immense joy when she told him the news. It never failed to bring smile to her lips. Sabrina was lying in the warm water, her arms sprawled along the tub's edge and her head resting back. Her eyes were closed savoring the feel of water relaxing knots in her muscles. Elizah entered the bathroom. The maids froze, not expecting his arrival. His gaze were quick to clamp down on his woman. A smashing whirl of desire fired up his groin as he passionately caressed her exposed skin with his eyes. Glowing like a moon in the midnight. "Leave," he commanded with his hands clasped behind his back, his hot and heavy gaze never moving from Sabrina. The maids scurried out after sketching a bow to him. His vo
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