The Princess Slave
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The Princess Slave

READING AGE 18+

NoodleMom2021 Fantasy

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Stand-alone , Complete (just editing), Hate to love, SMUTTY!!!
As Princess of the werewolves, it was known that one day Violette would be the best Queen the lands have ever known. Despite how awful she was treated by her Father after the passing of her Mother, Violette stayed true to her kind and caring character. She wanted nothing but a happy life with her fated mate.. but, she realized that would never happen on the day she was captured and named the slave of the Lycan King.. her family’s greatest enemy.
King Viktor was not always a King. He was once a prince who had a family.. until they were all murdered by the hands of Violettes Father, King Arthur of the werewolves. Viktor was captured by Arthur and tortured for 2 years until he escaped and returned to his home to take his place in the throne.
Viktor wanted revenge. So with his men he stormed king Arthur’s Kingdom with the plan to take his life.. but what he found was even better. He found that not only was King Arthur nowhere to be seen, but instead found his only child, Violette. The most beautiful woman he’d ever laid eyes on.
Long ago, Viktor’s family was cursed by King Arthur’s commands. Viktor was unable to take a chosen mate, and forced to find his true one. He could mark any woman, but if the mark disappeared, she wasn’t his true mate and he’d be forced to continue his search.. or live without a mate forever.
Not only was his mate hidden from him.. but even if he found her, neither of them would be able to feel the bond. Which only made his search harder.. as true mates aren’t easy to find to begin with.
What happens when Violette and Viktor grow to care deeply for one another? Will they accept each other, despite the war between their families? Will they ever have a chance at happiness.. even if they’re fated or not?

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Violette POV

“I now pronounce you husband and wife. King Viktor, you may kiss your lovely bride.” The minister said. Viktor didn’t hesitate to pull me into his arms. He placed a hand behind my neck and the other on my lower back and pressed his soft lips against mine.

“I love you.” He whispered……

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