Underworld Bride Trials 1 Playboy King - Meg Xuemei X. Page 0,6

been only fourteen, his future queen. After his years of seduction, I’d finally grown to care for him, even smitten with him and taken with his godly power and icy beauty. And then he’d shattered the bond between us by fucking another in front of me.

Ragnarö, the bastard son of Thrym, the Giant Frost God from Udgård, hadn’t cared that my hard-earned affection for him had turned to white-hot hatred. He only wanted to make me utterly submissive to him before taking me as his mate. He thought he could mold me by ripping out my heart, screwing my mind, and crushing my spirit, so he designed this sadistic, twisted game to break “the Ice and Steel Princess” and get off on it.

The Ice King enjoyed breaking all things and liked broken creatures, but I’d never be among them.

I hadn’t allowed him to break me but instead had escaped him.

My heart had been shattered by his abuse, but I’d picked up the pieces before he knew it.

I let cold clarity fill my mind and relearned the brutal truth of my reality as I stared at the icy light outlining his black wings as they ruffled and shifted while he fucked one woman then another and then another, two feet in front of me.

I was certain then that he’d never let me go, and I would rather die than let him touch me.

I was the ice that burned, and I’d allow no one to break or bend me.

I brushed away the past like motes of dust and continued to watch Loki bang the woman, a bored expression hanging on his handsome face, through the half-open window. The past and present scenes overlapped, and my hatred for my ex transferred to the Demon King.

I extracted a gun strapped to my right thigh. A poisoned silver bullet could hit his temple while he was most vulnerable. That was what I came here to do, even though I convinced myself to check out the target before making the kill. And I’d seen enough.

“The Underworld Bride Trials are a joke, Your Majesty,” the woman blurted out. “And you know it.”

I froze, the handgun half-raised to shoot him. On the way here, every demon was gossiping about the trials, buzzing with bloodthirsty excitement. Now I wanted to get the inside information, and these two were going to provide it for me.

“Enlighten me,” the Demon King purred, his voice dark and velvety. It could make any woman shiver with wanton need, but I shrugged off his seductive power.

“You could have asked me to be your queen and I’d have said yes,” the woman said. “With me ruling beside you, we can have the entire vampire army, the witch covens, and your demon horde under our union. I can bring so much to the table and help you take back the lost territories from the demigods. Besides, the demigods aren’t Ares. And without the war god, they’re weakened.”

“You have no idea that the demigods are more powerful than ever,” the king said, amused instead of offended. “And where’s the fun for me without the trials, my vampire princess?” He chuckled. “Don’t you know I have a reputation to uphold, like I have a penchant for catfights? Who are you to rob me of living out my dark fantasies before I select my queen? Are you afraid of a little challenge, Princess Veronica?”

So she wasn’t just a random woman he picked to fuck, but a princess. My eyes darted from him to her. She wasn’t just a regular creamy-skinned and dark-haired beauty, and she obviously knew it. While his power vibrated in the air, her power shimmered to match his, but it wasn’t quite there.

Her full lips were red, her nose small and straight, and her hazel eyes shone with ambition, lust, and cruelty. She wasn’t someone to toy with—her look and attitude showed that—yet the Demon King didn’t seem to take her too seriously. But I didn’t think she realized it, sadly, since she was too serious about herself to know otherwise.

While she was slender and toned, her breasts were ample. The king moved his hand to cup her breast, getting a handful, as he drove into her again and again.

I inhaled subtly, taking in her scent, and instantly, I registered what she truly was.

She wasn’t merely a vampire as the Demon King had called her, but a hybrid of vampire and witch, a lethal and rare combination. I had dealt with her kind in another realm. The