The Ice Prince of the Desert
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  • Reads 1,230,412
  • Votes 76,094
  • Parts 16
  • Time 1h 29m
Complete, First published Aug 12, 2019
The Ice Prince of the Desert (Short Story)

London had no choice but to cross the hottest desert just to see the Prince of  the Kingdom of Al-Farhinah, Israel "Izzy" Yasin. He isolated himself from everyone and chose to live like a hermet in the middle of the desert. London travelled riding a camel, temporarily dyed her blond hair black and disguised as a man so she would not attract the desert bandits... until she arrived and met Izzy again. BUT he thought she was a deaf young boy who came to steal his black diamond. They fought physically until her headdress fell revealing her true identity.
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"From this very moment forward, I, Cyrus Ardere Kaan," he declared, his voice resonating with an authority that seemed to echo through the very bones of this realm, "claim you, Ash Morin, as mine." His words were deliberate, each syllable imbued with a possessiveness that left no room for negotiation. "Your every action," he continued, his gaze piercing and unwavering, "will be executed for my benefit alone. Your every thought will be consumed by the singular purpose of how you might best serve me, and every breath you draw will exist solely by my will-given when I deem it fit, and taken when it pleases me." As he spoke, the weight of his proclamation could be felt in the air, binding and absolute. His presence loomed large, a towering force that left no question as to the depth of his control. At that moment, I felt myself bound by delicate yet unyielding hands that held me in an iron grip. The world as I knew it shifted, realigning to the reality of my new existence under his dominion. Book cover by: KateArt55 ***WARNING: Dark and violent content. Readers' discretion is advised. Thank you.