Novel & Cerita Damsel Novel

Towards A Happy Ending … “’Damiel’…” Laila, who looked at the book, too, read the author’s name. “Hey, wasn’t he Prince Damiel who ascended the throne after his father the king’s earlier passing and so he became the second king of the East Kingdom?” she said.

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I have used that name in my novel. A little lady speedily enters the room with a wooden salad bowl filled with water. "Young Miss!" She immediately laying the bowl on the table. "Is this what you need?" She dresses simply, with little to no embellishment in her makeup nor outfit. Startled, I apprehensively look at them. Was I abducted to film a historical show? Or don't tell me.. I transmigrated into one of the Chinese dynasties? "No, no. That's impossible," I utter unbelievably. My eyes are wide open as I stare at them hysterically. But isn't that usually what happens in novels?

Seraphine didn’t discriminate. It was highly likely that the books here were put without his knowledge. Kayden wasn’t the man to read at the library. The library could just be here for the sake of it. Not contemplating further about this, she skimmed through the title of the novels. A lot of new ones have been released over the period of five years, and not being able to choose, she randomly grabbed one. From the title, it was a romance between a prisoner of war and a duke. This did some intriguing to Seraphine. Even if she knew it was going to have a sadomasochistic premise, judging from the title and the small snippet, she was still drawn in.

Chapter 2: Whispers in the Rain The weight of Damien’s hand on my hip anchored me to the velvet chaise, his fingers pressing with just enough pressure to send waves of heat radiating through my body. The gallery had become our private sanctuary, the steady rhythm of rain against the windows like a lover’s breath, urging us deeper into this dangerous dance. My mind spun with warnings— I barely knew this man, yet every cell in my body screamed to trust the fire he ignited. My full breasts rose and fell rapidly beneath the thin black dress, nipples aching for attention I hadn’t allowed myself in far too long.

But Alexander had a way of using every broken piece as leverage. I stared out the window. “Then we need to move first.” Damien frowned. “Move how?” “Make him lose control again. He’s too calculated — too careful. The only time he makes mistakes is when he’s angry.” A bitter smile touched Damien’s lips. “So we make the devil angry.” I nodded. “And we burn his kingdom down.” It was nearly dawn when we reached the safehouse — a secluded cabin deep in the woods outside the city. Damien had bought it years ago under a fake name, a secret even his father didn’t know.

As if he was caught in the flames from a dragon's lungs and there was no escape. The rain that fell did nothing to extinguish them either. Damascus closed his eyes and let the feeling overwhelm his sense. That was until he felt that he was no longer alone. Damascus slowly opened his eyes, and his vision was filled with the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes. Light shown from behind her and cast what looked to be gold wings coming from her back. Damascus had never heard of a golden dragon before. He wondered if the woman who looked like an angel was in fact one. One that had come to take him to his grandmother.

She was trapped in a web of desire, and she didn't know how to escape. Collins' eyes never left hers, his gaze burning with an intensity that left her weak. He knew that he had her in his thrall, that she was his for the taking. As they stood there, locked in a gaze that seemed to pierce through the very soul, Isabelle felt her defences crumbling. She knew she was surrendering to a passion that could potentially destroy her, but she couldn't resist the way Collins made her feel.

She scrolled through N*****x, looking for something catchy that might interest her, then her cursor settled on a Rom com movie with Damien Rothwell as the Male lead. She paused, Damien might likely become her next fling, what better way to know a man than through his movies. She pressed play, and settled in to watch. The movie was about a guy accidentally becoming a wedding planner. The premise was ridiculous, but within minutes, she found herself smiling despite her mood. Damien was a really good actor and funny as well. When his character accidentally released a flock of doves during a funeral instead of a wedding, Valerie found herself laughing out loud.