I met him on a Tuesday. It should have been as mundane as all the Tuesdays that came before it, but I knew it would be trouble the moment he locked eyes with me. He burst past his two companions to grab hold of my wrist and growl a single word: "Mine." Not being a huge fan of being claimed as property, I heated my wrist up until he yelped in pain and yanked his hand back. "Oh, that looks painful." I feigned concern. "Come with me to the kitchen, so I can help you sort it out." I led him to the kitchen, and closed the doors for a bit more privacy before turning to him. "What are you?" He asked, a mix of what I'm sure was awe and horror in his voice. "You first." I said, putting my hands on my hips. "Werewolf." As if he needed to prove it, he held his burnt hand out towards me so I could watch it slowly heal. "Huh...well...that tracks..." "And you?" He pressed. "I can assure you, you've never heard of me." Because neither had I...

A medieval romantic fantasy based on the fairy tale by the same name.Despite being the heir to the throne, Princess Hana has remained in the shadow of her step-sister Sibeta since their parents first brought them together. This has hardly bothered Hana before, as she prefers the quiet life with her friends and her music.Everything changes when Prince Hector arrives...