Webnovel Author: Glimmy - Novel Collection

Glaring at Aldric, who looked at her strangely, she noticed a look of anticipation on his face, as if he was waiting for something to happen. At this point, she couldn't tell if Aldric was friend or foe. If Islinda had known this gathering would be this creepy, she wouldn't have... wait a minute.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

"What have we have?" Someone approached with a sneer.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

Immediately, Young Chul decided to take control of the situation by standing in front of the president defensively. Unfortunately for him, that was the moment the chairwoman yelled, "You unfilial child!" and at the same time, pulled out her shoe in one swift move which she intended to hurl at her grandson, Daniel. 

Taming A Monk: My Husband Is Not Romantic

Urban · Glimmy

Immediately, Young Chul decided to take control of the situation by standing in front of the president defensively. Unfortunately for him, that was the moment the chairwoman yelled, "You unfilial child!" and at the same time, pulled out her shoe in one swift move which she intended to hurl at her grandson, Daniel. 

Taming A Monk: My Husband Is Not Romantic

Urban · Glimmy

A possessive growl reverberated from Aldric's throat as memories of claiming Islinda in the presence of his court flooded his mind. While orgies were commonplace and accepted among the Fae, the idea of others witnessing his mate still unsettled him. Islinda belonged to him, and him alone. Yet, despite his reservations, there was a sense of satisfaction in having publicly marked her as his own. Her screams of desire had echoed through the Winter court, proclaiming to all that she was his in body, mind, and soul.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

A possessive growl reverberated from Aldric's throat as memories of claiming Islinda in the presence of his court flooded his mind. While orgies were commonplace and accepted among the Fae, the idea of others witnessing his mate still unsettled him. Islinda belonged to him, and him alone. Yet, despite his reservations, there was a sense of satisfaction in having publicly marked her as his own. Her screams of desire had echoed through the Winter court, proclaiming to all that she was his in body, mind, and soul.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

"The gods help me!" Maxi cried out in pleasure, trembling in his hold. Good thing the stable was built away from the main castle else everyone could have heard her screaming out her desire. It was not exactly subtle. 

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

He imagined bending Islinda over it, her hands gripping the icy surface as he took her from behind, their passionate moans echoing throughout the palace, proclaiming her desire for her king to the entire realm.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

Aldric's satisfaction grew as a plan began to take shape in his mind. He buried his nose in Islinda's neck, inhaling her intoxicating scent—a blend of both their essences, clean, sharp, with a hint of darkness and sweetness. He longed to lose himself in it.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

Aldric's expression turned dazed as a smug smile spread across Elena's lips. "Now, we begin."

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

"Our husband was at his age when he made his fame, but what has Valerie done so far aside from merely bearing the crown prince title and riding on his father's glory? Even Aldric has done so much more and didn't you talk about the strongest being in charge?" 

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

"Our husband was at his age when he made his fame, but what has Valerie done so far aside from merely bearing the crown prince title and riding on his father's glory? Even Aldric has done so much more and didn't you talk about the strongest being in charge?" 

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

It was all her fault, her stubbornness knew no bounds. But this time it seems she was paying for it. Aldric has refused to meet her ever since that day. At first, Islinda had thought he was merely occupied with court and dealing with the aftermath of the party — which was precisely what she wanted to talk to him about — but he refused to see her. 

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

"Sorry love, but you didn't exactly specify what part of my body that I am not supposed to touch you with. Neither am I kissing you with my lips, nor attempting to seduce or coax you into bed. I am simply having fun." He pointed out with mischief in his eyes. 

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy

With deliberate slowness, his nose trailed down her jawline, his lips tantalizingly close to her throat. Islinda felt a surge of desire coursing through her veins as he buried his nose in the crook of her neck, audibly breathing in her scent. The sexy, guttural sound that came from Aldric went straight to her core, causing her to clench with need.

Mated To The Cruel Prince

Fantasy · Glimmy