The Enchanting Rapture
Soren, a prince, is running.
Annika, a slave, is trapped.
Put a lethal heir with a sweet and charming woman, what do you get?
One hell of a story.
When the two meet each other under arbitrary circumstances, they not only find freedom but a bond so powerful, it might just overcome all evil that plagues their lives.
Two realms, one world.
An unlikely pair of lovers who might just save the universe.
"Are you a bad man, sir?"
He chuckled darkly, the sound rumbling and thunderous. "I'm not a good man."
"But not bad, sir?"
"Next question, you seem to like those," he bit out aggressively.
"Why are you here, sir?" She had never spoke so much in her life, and it felt absolutely liberating.
"Too many reasons and none reasonable." Annika's throat became tight with sympathy when the exhaustion became clear in his empty voice.
"What if I told you I could help you escape, sir?" Annika found herself whispering. Oh how stupid of her, but Annika hadn't cared an ounce then.
"On what condition?" He demanded suspiciously. Annika felt something she though was long gone: hope. Could the creature really help her leave the despicable place that had been holding her hostage all those years? She had never dreamed of being free again, but with this opportunity, thousands of doors have just opened for her.
"You take me with you, sir," Annika tried to state firmly, but her voice still quivered in the most obvious way.
"What makes you think I need your help?" Annika swallowed nervously.
"Wouldn't you have escaped by now, sir?"
"How do I know I can trust you?" His voice was tense with vexation, though she could sense the interest. That was good for her
"Forgive me for saying this, but you don't seem like the trusting type... sir," Annika dared say, but she didn't have much to lose.
**please excuse grammar mistakes**