NovelCat - Read fiction & Write your story Competitive Intelligence｜Ad Analysis by SocialPeta

Competitive intelligence is the first step in our marketing intelligence work and one of the most important parts. Only when we understand the details of our competitors can we formulate a correct and effective marketing strategy.

In this report, SocialPeta analyzes the NovelCat - Read fiction & Write your story's ad analysis from multiple aspects and helps you see the competitive intelligence of top grossing apps NovelCat - Read fiction & Write your story.

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1. Basic Information of NovelCat - Read fiction & Write your story

App Name : NovelCat - Read fiction & Write your story

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OS : Android

Network : Facebook,Audience Network,Messenger

Developer : Reader Maker

Publisher : Instagram,Facebook,30 Day Fitness Challenge - Workout at Home,Blue Light Filter - Night Mode, Night Shift,YouCam Nails - Manicure Salon for Custom Nail Art,7 Minute Workout

Total creative ads during the time period : 10,000

Duration : 479

Popularity : 1,307,568

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2. NovelCat - Read fiction & Write your story’s Competitive Intelligence

what is competitive intelligence? Competitive intelligence is the most important part of our marketing. Only when we fully understand the overall situation of our competitors and the market can we make accurate judgments.

Before advertising, we usually use various tools, such as SocialPeta, to check the details of competitors' ads. In this report, we will analyze the recent advertising performance of advertiser NovelCat - Read fiction & Write your story in detail to understand its advertising strategy.

Trend of Category

There are many types of creatives. We mainly analyze the trend of the ad creative category of NovelCat - Read fiction & Write your story in the recent period. As of 2021-03-15, among the NovelCat - Read fiction & Write your story‘s ad creative, the Html category's proportion is 0.0%, Video category's proportion is 62.63%, Playable Ads category's proportion is 0.0%, Image category's proportion is 37.37%, Carousel category's proportion is 0.0%.

Ad Network Analysis

The network that SocialPeta monitors can cover almost all mainstream channels in the world. Understanding the competitor's advertising channels is the first step in marketing work. According to the analysis of SocialPeta, we can see that in the date of 2021-03-15, NovelCat - Read fiction & Write your story's the proportion of networks impressions are placed like this:

Messenger's proportion is 25.1%,

Facebook's proportion is 25.02%,

Audience Network's proportion is 24.95%,

Instagram's proportion is 24.92%,

Google Ads(Admob)'s proportion is 0.0%.

In the date of 2021-03-15, NovelCat - Read fiction & Write your story‘s network with the most ads is Facebook and its proportion is 24.98%.

3. Top 3 Ad Creative Analysis of NovelCat - Read fiction & Write your story

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Text ：On a full-moon night, there were no stars. A scream broke through the sky. "Ahh!" In the depths of the forest, Grace Astor’s clothes were in tatters. An ugly and vicious man pressed her under his body. His big filthy hands tore and grabbed her beautifully shaped body as he ripped away Grace’s clothes. A creepy smile hung on his boorish face. Grace struggled with all her might and roared in despair, "Go away, don't touch me." The man laughed wildly and said, "Your mother sold you to me, so you are mine. I can touch you in whatever way I want." Grace was stunned by the truth he told. Even in her nightmare, she wouldn't have thought that the woman she regarded as one of her families would treat her like this. She even thought of forgiving this woman who had taken away her father. She would not let her have the upper hand... As Grace thought about it, she was using one hand to push the man that was on top of her and the other to fumble on the ground. She grabbed a stone with a sharp edge and did not hesitate to smash it at the man on top of her. The man screamed and fell from Grace's body. She took the opportunity to get up from the ground, turned around, and ran away. The moonlight in the forest was minimal, Grace could not tell the direction at all. She was just running forward with all her might. "Damn it!" The man clutched the injured back of his head and stood up with difficulty. His scarred face was twisted and gloomy. "You want to run away? Not that easy. You’re mine today." He said, and then he caught up with her with his wild strides. Grace trembled with fear, but she clenched her teeth and dared not stop running. She told herself that even if she were going to die, she would not let this man get her that easily. "Stop, stop, hey!" The man roared behind her, it even frightened the birds in the trees, and they scattered in panic. It made the forest look even more ominous. She stumbled as she ran away, but she was getting lost in the forest. She could not find a way out, and the man behind her followed her like a phantom. After all, Grace is a girl. After running for a while, she had no strength left in her. When she stopped to catch her breath, the man caught up with her and threw her to the ground again. The man rode on Grace's back and slapped her few more times. "If you are seeking for death, you can try to run again!" Grace had no strength to resist. She desperately raised the stone in her hand and aimed it at her own temples instead. At this moment, suddenly, a wolf's howl came from not far away. The man was shocked to find that there was a wolf here. He immediately scanned his surroundings warily and forgot Grace, who was beneath him. Grasping at the opportunity, Grace suddenly pushed the man away and ran into the depths of the forest. She didn’t know how long she had been running, but in front of her, there appeared a pitch-black Gothic castle. The gates of the castle were dark as ebony, as a vast abyss, glowing with indescribable horror. Grace was a little frightened, but the man behind her was still chasing after her. There was no way out for her to retreat, so she could only rush into the castle. The man who was behind her was about to follow her into the castle when he suddenly saw a black shadow, rushing out of the old castle and circling above it, followed by an ominous crash of lightning and thunder. It was pitch-dark inside the castle, and there was a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere present. Grace stumbled in, shivering in pain and fear. Her clothes were torn and messy, and her fair skin covered with wounds of all sizes. Every step she took was a burden to her. Grace was panting and leaned against the door frame for support. Her tender face was pale, and her smooth forehead covered with a thin layer of sweat. She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead. Her fair face was pale with fear, and her lips were trembling. Just as she was about to get up and walk further into the castle, she suddenly heard a howl of a wolf. Grace Astor was shocked. A pair of green eyes suddenly appeared in the pitch-black castle. They were like luminous pearls in the night, but they carried a dangerous and chilling vibe. Awoo! With another wolf's howl, Grace was scared out of her wits. She sat down on the ground and clutched at her clothes. A wolf's howl. How could there be a wolf? She finally realized that she had willingly walked into a dangerous place and staggered to her feet. Before she could react, she heard heavy footsteps. In an instant, a figure flashed in front of her. "Ah!" Grace screamed, and her body was lifted up in an instant. For a moment, she got spun around, and she was viciously thrown to the hard floor. "Who are you?" A low magnetic male voice, mixed with fierceness and madness, sounded in her ears. Grace shivered with fear. Through the dim moonlight outside the window, she could clearly see the owner of the pair of green eyes. Half of the man's face revealed in the moonlight, and the other half was hidden in the darkness. Although she couldn't see clearly, it was absolutely an enchanting face. He stood there in an imposing manner. As though if he gently moved a finger, he could destroy everything he wanted. "I, I..." "How can you smell so good?" The man leaned against her neck and sniffed her body. It was a smell that he had never experienced before. It was neither as thick as rose nor as light as gardenia but had a soul-stirring ability. Who was this woman? How could she appear in the castle on a full-moon night? Was she not afraid of death? With a cold light in his green eyes, he stared at Grace motionlessly. Grace moved backward in horror, but the man came closer to her, step by step. "Woman, who are you? What are you doing here?" His cold breath rushed to her face, making her feel like he was going to swallow her alive. "Ah, ah, don't, don't come over here! I, I'm only passing by." Grace said. "Oh, what a coincidence." The man sneered. The next second, he pressed his whole body over her, trapping her under him, and his cold aura shrouded her entirely. "Ah, what do you want to do? I just passed by. I'll get going!" Grace struggled in horror. How could her life turn out so miserable? She had just escaped from the dragon's pool, but she had already entered the tiger's den. "I believe you're just passing by, but this is not the best time." The tip of his fingers touched her tender skin and smiled evilly. "No, no." Grace struggled desperately, her tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes. "You smell good. I love it." The man looked her from head to toe without scruple, and her delicious scent made him go crazy. His fiery gaze looked like he was going to eat her alive. It was too perfect! She was too attractive. With those cold green eyes looking at her, Grace trembled in his arms, and her hair was standing on end. She stared at him in horror. "Please, please don't, I'm begging you." The man clasped her hands and pressed them on top of her head. His movements were rough, and his green eyes were half-closed, emitting a dangerous aura. "If you dare break-in on the night of the full moon, you should have been mentally prepared." As soon as he finished speaking, the moonlight shone on his handsome face, and he howled like a wolf. Grace clearly saw that his teeth had turned into fangs, but in a flash, he returned to his human form. "Woman, you've walked into the wolf's den. Tonight, you destine to be my antidote." His overbearing words fell upon her. He strongly conquered this woman. "Ah!" An ear-piercing scream broke through the silent night. A sharp pain, like a tear, sliced through her, and her face turned pale. The man did not give her a chance to catch her breath. For the whole night, he repeatedly took away every inch of her consciousness and claimed her as his own, wildly. ...... A month later. In the hall of the Astor family's mansion. Grace Astor knelt on the ground, and Grace's father Ernest Astor sat on the main seat, trembling with anger. "You unfilial daughter, I have raised you for so many years. How can you be so ungrateful, as you slept with a wild man outside and even became pregnant with his bastard? Do you want me to die of anger?" "Father, I am not carrying a bastard as you say. I’m not pregnant." Grace gritted her teeth and straightened her back, showing no sign of admitting to this crime. "You still want to lie?" Ernest threw a stack of documents in her face. The papers fell from the folder and scattered all over the floor. "Tell me, what's written in this pregnancy test report? If this Grace Astor is not you, then who is it?" Grace looked at the report on the ground in shock. When the word 'pregnancy' reached her eyes, her face turned pale in an instant. "Oh, Grace, is this yours?" Ernest's wife, Ana Reyes, came down from upstairs with a pregnancy test kit in her hand. She walked to Grace with tearful eyes and said, "I saw this in the trash can in your room." As soon as she finished her words, Grace did not have time to refute, and then, a hard slap fell on her fair face. "Useless girl, you will marry to the Kline family in a month. This child of yours, you don't even know whose it is. How will I explain it to the Kline family?" "Father, this can't be true. I want to go to the hospital. I want to have another test." Grace denied it immediately. When Ana saw this, she added fuel to the flames, and said viciously, "Grace, this report was found in your room, and this pregnancy test kit too. With these two things added together, I'm afraid that it's going to be the same after another examination." "Mom, can you stop talking?" Alice Astor, Grace's younger sister, frowned and helped Grace up. "Dad, maybe it's really a misunderstanding. How can sister be pregnant all of a sudden? Let's investigate first." "Alice!" Ana glared at her daughter. "Come here. You don't have to speak for her." "Mom." "Come here." She pulled Alice over. Grace lost her support and fell to the ground awkwardly. "Ernest, you've seen the situation now. If the Kline family knows about this, we will be in a lot of trouble. What should we do?" Ana stamped her feet anxiously. Then, an idea came to her. "Hey, by the way, Young Master Kline has been abroad for so many years. He doesn't know who is the older daughter of the Astor family anyway. Why don't we have Alice take Grace's place instead? This unfilial useless daughter!" "Mom!" Alice looked at her mother in surprise. "Shut up!" Ana gave her a look. "Ernest, I think this is the only way to deal with this matter. Otherwise, when Young Master Kline comes back and finds out about this, the Astor family will be in big trouble." Ernest's face turned gloomy. He stared at Grace, who was huddled on the ground and thought for a long time. Finally, he nodded. "That's the only way." It felt like a lightning strike on Grace. She looked at the couple in shock and said, "Auntie Ana, this was your plan all the while, wasn't it?" First, it was Ana who found the report of pregnancy examination from her room. Then, she found the pregnancy test kit. With all this panning out, it deepened the whole conspiracy. "What are you talking about?" Ana was anxious and slapped her in the face. "You heartless thing. I've been treating you so kindly for a long time. You are not only ungrateful, you even created such a big mess, and even blame me for it. What is your heart made out of?" Grace covered her swollen face with her hands, tears rolling down her cheeks. She said emotionally, "It must be you. You framed me. I'm not pregnant at all." She didn't show any signs of getting pregnant. Where did the pregnancy report come from? It must be her stepmother who wanted to frame her. "Grace." Ernest was furious. He held on to Ana, who was trembling with anger, and said fiercely to Grace, "If you don't respect Auntie Ana, don't blame me for disowning you as my daughter." Hearing this, Grace staggered a few steps. Ah, this was her father, who had abandoned her mother in the past, and now he wanted to quit her too! "Dad, calm down. Sister must be just confused." Alice Astor stood in front of Grace Astor, and then she turned back to say to Grace, "Sister, just admit and say sorry to Dad. We are all one family. There is no need to do this." "Admit to him?" Grace sneered and retorted, "This is not my fault at all. I'm not pregnant. I sentenced to be guilty just because of a pregnancy report out of nowhere. I'd rather not belong to this family!" "You rascal!" Ernest was furious. He picked up his belt and whipped it at Grace mercilessly. "Ah!" There came piercing pain all over her body. Seeing this, Alice stood in front of Grace again, and knelt on the ground, begging, "Dad, stop hitting, don't hit my sister." Ana rushed forward and pulled her up. "Are you out of your mind? It's none of your business. Move away." Ernest ignored them and whipped Grace's body again and again. In a short while, her fair skin was covered with whip marks and blood. Grace stood up defiantly and subconsciously moved to duck behind the antique porcelain vase next to her. The whip lashed out, and the sound of the crash rang out. The vase fell and broke into pieces. Ernest looked at the broken pieces of the vase on the ground in fright. He could not believe it. "You rascal, I have kept this porcelain vase for twenty years.." As soon as he finished speaking, he whipped again. "Ah!" Grace dodged his whip and shouted angrily, "You are no longer my father. I don't have a father like you. The last time, you listened to this woman's enchantment and caused my mother's death. Now you are listening to her and you want to kill me! I hate you, I hate you." "You hate me? If it wasn't for me, you would not be what you are today. You unfilial daughter, you are disloyal and useless!" Ernest's face was ferocious as he waved his belt again and again. Grace was hiding everywhere, but she was still covered with wounds. In the end, Alice couldn't bear to see it anymore. She broke away from Ana and grabbed Ernest. "Dad, please, if sister really has a child, you will kill her child like this." "Isn't it better to kill this bastard so that she won't make a fool of herself?" Ernest gnashed his teeth and spat these words in anger. "I'm not pregnant, why don't you believe me?" Grace was hysterical. "You are a devil, a devil." "You." Ernest wanted to hit her again, but he was stopped by Alice. "How could I have a child who likes you? Very well. Since you said you don't have a father like me, you will leave the Astor family from today on. I don't have you as my daughter." Hearing this, Grace staggered and almost fell to the ground again with a pale face. "Get out, get out!" Ernest whipped his belt on her, like finally breaking their father-daughter relationship which had been long put to the test. Grace gritted her teeth and took his beating. She stared at her father with hatred. "Alright, this is what you've said. Don't beg me to come back anymore. This beating means that I will break off any relationship I have with you. From now on, you are no longer my father." "Sister!" Alice cried, who was about to step forward to stop her, but was stopped by Ana. "Alice, this woman is cold-blooded. What's the point of keeping her around?" Ana said spitefully. "But!" Alice exclaimed. "Let her go." Ernest was determined to drive Grace away. Looking at her go, his eyes were fierce. "I don't have such a daughter, and I won't let her ruin the Astor family's reputation." Outside, it was raining heavily. Grace walked out of the Astor family's house in a pathetic state. Her body was full of wounds caused by a belt, and her wounds were being lashed at by the pouring rain, which made her feel a searing pain. There were only a few passers-by on the street, but no one could care about her situation due to the heavy rain. Grace gritted her teeth and struggled to move her feet. She used up all her strength, but in the end, she couldn't go any further. She looked at the distance in a daze. The rain brought dense humidity, but there was no warmth in her heart at all. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and lightning flashed through the sky. Not far away, a black Bentley was parked at the side of the road. Through the clear window, a pair of eyes as sharp as a blade was staring at the girl in the distance through the heavy rain. "Young Master, the person we're looking for is surely this girl." Joe Ebony, the butler, was looking at some information in his hands and reporting to his master. "You are sure?" The master's reply was as cold as metal, devoid of any warmth. "Yes, we have been investigating it carefully for the past month. We can't be wrong. The woman who broke into the castle was her." The man's chiseled jawlines were taut. He pursed his beautiful lips and said, "Bring her in." "Yes, sir." Joe obeyed. Grace was suddenly grabbed by a group of people, and taken to the car. But she didn't have the strength to resist. In a daze, she used the little strength she had to open her eyes and saw the man in front of her. He had an extremely seductive face. His profile under, his slightly ruffled short hair, gave him an air of having come from a mixed descent. His deep eyes were full of charming light, and the shape of his sexy lips, was elegant and handsome. He was definitely the most beautiful person Grace had ever seen in her life. However, at this moment, she really did not have the mood to appreciate beauty. "Who are you?" "Oh, we've even slept together. Who do you think I am?" The man's magnetic voice filled her ears. Grace moved her lips but could not utter a syllable. In the end, her vision went dark and she completely blacked out. At the border of the city, there were very few people or buildings around. A Gothic castle stood in the lush forest. It was splendid, mysterious, and alluring. It hurt... It was as if there were thousands upon thousands of poisonous bugs were biting at her. In an opulent room, a huge wooden barrel placed in the middle of it. A girl was soaking in the water. Her smooth forehead was covered with fine droplets of sweat, her eyebrows were knitted tightly, and her expression looked like she was in pain. "Oh," Grace muttered and slowly opened her eyes. The place she saw was a strange room. The crystal light above her head was dazzling, and Grace unconsciously raised her hand in front of her eyes to block it. Where was this place? She looked down at her own body, and in an instant, she screamed, "Ah!" She stood up from the water in horror and raised her head, but only to meet a pair of deep eyes. On the sofa in front of her, a man was sitting gracefully with his legs crossed, staring at the uncovered her with a playful look. "Ah!" Grace crossed her arms front her breasts and started to scream earth-shatteringly again! "Shut up." The man rubbed his ears and glanced at her impatiently. When Grace finally realized what had happened, she instantly crouched down and returned to the water. Who was this man? Where was she? "Who, who are you?" Grace nervously stammered, her hands tightly protecting her body. "Grace Astor, 21 years old, Imogen University Year 3 student. Parents divorced since childhood. Your mother died in an accident. Father married to another woman and the stepmother and gave birth to a sister, Alice Astor. And you have just been swept out of their door." The man's thin lips moved carefully, as he explained Grace's life clearly. "Am I right, Miss Astor." Grace was stunned, and it took a long time for her to come to her senses. "Who on earth are you? How do you know my identity?" "Oh, in this world, there is nothing that I, Harry Charles, don't know about it." His arrogant tone had a hint of nobleness and yet, was also peppered with disdain. Harry Charles...?! The Duke of England, who often appeared on the covers of financial magazines, and had been involved in politics since childhood. He led the army at the age of 18, started a business at the age of 20, and was the founder of the large corporation, T Group. In addition, he was once praised as the most wanted man by all women in the world. He was only twenty-five years old, also was a rare gem of a bachelor. How could such an excellent man stand right in front of her? Grace pinched her thigh hard. "Ah!" She could clearly feel the pain, which proved that it was not a dream. He really was Harry Charles! Grace was so shocked that she could not speak, as she stared at him with her pale face. Harry Charles scornfully looked at her every move, raised the corner of his mouth with ridicule, got up, and stepped forward gracefully. Seeing him approaching her, Grace Astor subconsciously retreated back. "You, what do you want to do, don't come over! I, I'm going to scream." Harry held the barrel with his hands and bent over to drive her to a dead end. His handsome side profile was only a centimeter away from hers. "Why are you so shy? I've seen your body before anyway." "Wha, what... what are you talking about?" Grace's heart beat faster, and she retorted with a flushed face, "I don't know you." "Oh, you don't know me!" Harry lowered his head playfully and reached out to touch her fair neck. Slap! A crisp slap sounded, and his face was slapped to one side. In an instant, the atmosphere became very quiet yet tense. In the room, there were only the breathing sounds of the two people. Grace looked at her trembling hand in disbelief, and then glanced at Harry, who had a cold look in his eyes. She swallowed and said, "Do you not understand? I asked you to stay away!" "Woman, you are seeking death." As these sinister words dropped, a big hand instantly grabbed her neck, pulled her whole body up from the water, and threw her onto the bed. He pressed on her hard. "Ah, what are you doing?" Grace struggled. "What am I doing? I'm going to do you! You are the first woman who has the guts to hit me." A horrible and powerful aura came about, and his sharp eyes stared at her as if he was staring at his prey. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong." Grace knew she was at a disadvantage, so she could only plead pitifully. "Do you think an apology can help now?" His fingers, which were covered with a layer of calluses, slowly went down, and then... "Ouch!" Grace frowned and shouted. Harry frowned unhappily. "I haven't even touched you yet." "I'm injured." Grace narrowed her eyes and retorted. "Oh, take a good look. Where is your injury?" His teasing voice was mixed with contempt. Grace opened her eyes slightly and found that all the wounds on her body were gone. Um, where did have all her injuries gone? "You've been soaked in the medicine for two days and two nights. Your wounds have already healed." Harry bent over and kissed her sexy red lips. "Mm, mm!" Grace struggled and kicked him. "I'm pregnant!" Pregnant! Hearing these words, Harry stopped what he was doing and fixed his wolf-like gaze on the woman under him. "I'm really pregnant." Grace was afraid that he didn't hear her, so she emphasized it again. Although it was a lie, in order to keep her chastity, she had to lie to him. "Do you know the consequences of lying to me?" Harry's eyes became sharp. Grace couldn't help trembling. She gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't lie to you. My family has a propagation report. I'm really pregnant." This was the only chance she could use to get away from him, and she couldn't give up. Harry glared at her furiously and threw her on the bed with his big hand. He got up and kicked the bedside table, and some of the things on it fell to the ground. Grace was shocked by his temper. She hid in the corner of the bed and looked at him in fear. Harry turned around and questioned, "Whose child is it? Is it mine?!" "No! It's not yours!" She did not know who it belonged to. Wait, she wasn't even pregnant! "It's not mine." Harry approached her again and held her arms. He asked her forcefully, "You were still an innocent girl a month ago. If it's not mine, whose is it?" Harry felt angry when he thought that she might have been touched by other men. He was filled with jealousy. Grace was so scared that her face turned pale. Moreover, she was still completely uncovered! Grace felt extremely shamed by this awkward position between them. "Well, can we talk about it properly? Let me put on some clothes first?" Grace pushed. Harry held her down and said, "But I think we can have better communication without your cloth. So, it seems that this pregnancy thing, you're lying to me." "I, I..." She became nervous and stammered. Harry lifted her jaw and laughed coldly, ''Playing some old tricks with me as fun before our main course? At first, you pretended you had forgotten what happened a month ago, then lied to be pregnant. Well, girl, I'll let you know, the consequences of deceiving me!" The next moment, he moved to... Book title：《Romance in His Castle》 Click the “Download” button to download the 【NovelCat]】app and you can read more exciting novels.

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Text ：On a full-moon night, there were no stars. A scream broke through the sky. "Ahh!" In the depths of the forest, Grace Astor’s clothes were in tatters. An ugly and vicious man pressed her under his body. His big filthy hands tore and grabbed her beautifully shaped body as he ripped away Grace’s clothes. A creepy smile hung on his boorish face. Grace struggled with all her might and roared in despair, "Go away, don't touch me." The man laughed wildly and said, "Your mother sold you to me, so you are mine. I can touch you in whatever way I want." Grace was stunned by the truth he told. Even in her nightmare, she wouldn't have thought that the woman she regarded as one of her families would treat her like this. She even thought of forgiving this woman who had taken away her father. She would not let her have the upper hand... As Grace thought about it, she was using one hand to push the man that was on top of her and the other to fumble on the ground. She grabbed a stone with a sharp edge and did not hesitate to smash it at the man on top of her. The man screamed and fell from Grace's body. She took the opportunity to get up from the ground, turned around, and ran away. The moonlight in the forest was minimal, Grace could not tell the direction at all. She was just running forward with all her might. "Damn it!" The man clutched the injured back of his head and stood up with difficulty. His scarred face was twisted and gloomy. "You want to run away? Not that easy. You’re mine today." He said, and then he caught up with her with his wild strides. Grace trembled with fear, but she clenched her teeth and dared not stop running. She told herself that even if she were going to die, she would not let this man get her that easily. "Stop, stop, hey!" The man roared behind her, it even frightened the birds in the trees, and they scattered in panic. It made the forest look even more ominous. She stumbled as she ran away, but she was getting lost in the forest. She could not find a way out, and the man behind her followed her like a phantom. After all, Grace is a girl. After running for a while, she had no strength left in her. When she stopped to catch her breath, the man caught up with her and threw her to the ground again. The man rode on Grace's back and slapped her few more times. "If you are seeking for death, you can try to run again!" Grace had no strength to resist. She desperately raised the stone in her hand and aimed it at her own temples instead. At this moment, suddenly, a wolf's howl came from not far away. The man was shocked to find that there was a wolf here. He immediately scanned his surroundings warily and forgot Grace, who was beneath him. Grasping at the opportunity, Grace suddenly pushed the man away and ran into the depths of the forest. She didn’t know how long she had been running, but in front of her, there appeared a pitch-black Gothic castle. The gates of the castle were dark as ebony, as a vast abyss, glowing with indescribable horror. Grace was a little frightened, but the man behind her was still chasing after her. There was no way out for her to retreat, so she could only rush into the castle. The man who was behind her was about to follow her into the castle when he suddenly saw a black shadow, rushing out of the old castle and circling above it, followed by an ominous crash of lightning and thunder. It was pitch-dark inside the castle, and there was a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere present. Grace stumbled in, shivering in pain and fear. Her clothes were torn and messy, and her fair skin covered with wounds of all sizes. Every step she took was a burden to her. Grace was panting and leaned against the door frame for support. Her tender face was pale, and her smooth forehead covered with a thin layer of sweat. She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead. Her fair face was pale with fear, and her lips were trembling. Just as she was about to get up and walk further into the castle, she suddenly heard a howl of a wolf. Grace Astor was shocked. A pair of green eyes suddenly appeared in the pitch-black castle. They were like luminous pearls in the night, but they carried a dangerous and chilling vibe. Awoo! With another wolf's howl, Grace was scared out of her wits. She sat down on the ground and clutched at her clothes. A wolf's howl. How could there be a wolf? She finally realized that she had willingly walked into a dangerous place and staggered to her feet. Before she could react, she heard heavy footsteps. In an instant, a figure flashed in front of her. "Ah!" Grace screamed, and her body was lifted up in an instant. For a moment, she got spun around, and she was viciously thrown to the hard floor. "Who are you?" A low magnetic male voice, mixed with fierceness and madness, sounded in her ears. Grace shivered with fear. Through the dim moonlight outside the window, she could clearly see the owner of the pair of green eyes. Half of the man's face revealed in the moonlight, and the other half was hidden in the darkness. Although she couldn't see clearly, it was absolutely an enchanting face. He stood there in an imposing manner. As though if he gently moved a finger, he could destroy everything he wanted. "I, I..." "How can you smell so good?" The man leaned against her neck and sniffed her body. It was a smell that he had never experienced before. It was neither as thick as rose nor as light as gardenia but had a soul-stirring ability. Who was this woman? How could she appear in the castle on a full-moon night? Was she not afraid of death? With a cold light in his green eyes, he stared at Grace motionlessly. Grace moved backward in horror, but the man came closer to her, step by step. "Woman, who are you? What are you doing here?" His cold breath rushed to her face, making her feel like he was going to swallow her alive. "Ah, ah, don't, don't come over here! I, I'm only passing by." Grace said. "Oh, what a coincidence." The man sneered. The next second, he pressed his whole body over her, trapping her under him, and his cold aura shrouded her entirely. "Ah, what do you want to do? I just passed by. I'll get going!" Grace struggled in horror. How could her life turn out so miserable? She had just escaped from the dragon's pool, but she had already entered the tiger's den. "I believe you're just passing by, but this is not the best time." The tip of his fingers touched her tender skin and smiled evilly. "No, no." Grace struggled desperately, her tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes. "You smell good. I love it." The man looked her from head to toe without scruple, and her delicious scent made him go crazy. His fiery gaze looked like he was going to eat her alive. It was too perfect! She was too attractive. With those cold green eyes looking at her, Grace trembled in his arms, and her hair was standing on end. She stared at him in horror. "Please, please don't, I'm begging you." The man clasped her hands and pressed them on top of her head. His movements were rough, and his green eyes were half-closed, emitting a dangerous aura. "If you dare break-in on the night of the full moon, you should have been mentally prepared." As soon as he finished speaking, the moonlight shone on his handsome face, and he howled like a wolf. Grace clearly saw that his teeth had turned into fangs, but in a flash, he returned to his human form. "Woman, you've walked into the wolf's den. Tonight, you destine to be my antidote." His overbearing words fell upon her. He strongly conquered this woman. "Ah!" An ear-piercing scream broke through the silent night. A sharp pain, like a tear, sliced through her, and her face turned pale. The man did not give her a chance to catch her breath. For the whole night, he repeatedly took away every inch of her consciousness and claimed her as his own, wildly. ...... A month later. In the hall of the Astor family's mansion. Grace Astor knelt on the ground, and Grace's father Ernest Astor sat on the main seat, trembling with anger. "You unfilial daughter, I have raised you for so many years. How can you be so ungrateful, as you slept with a wild man outside and even became pregnant with his bastard? Do you want me to die of anger?" "Father, I am not carrying a bastard as you say. I’m not pregnant." Grace gritted her teeth and straightened her back, showing no sign of admitting to this crime. "You still want to lie?" Ernest threw a stack of documents in her face. The papers fell from the folder and scattered all over the floor. "Tell me, what's written in this pregnancy test report? If this Grace Astor is not you, then who is it?" Grace looked at the report on the ground in shock. When the word 'pregnancy' reached her eyes, her face turned pale in an instant. "Oh, Grace, is this yours?" Ernest's wife, Ana Reyes, came down from upstairs with a pregnancy test kit in her hand. She walked to Grace with tearful eyes and said, "I saw this in the trash can in your room." As soon as she finished her words, Grace did not have time to refute, and then, a hard slap fell on her fair face. "Useless girl, you will marry to the Kline family in a month. This child of yours, you don't even know whose it is. How will I explain it to the Kline family?" "Father, this can't be true. I want to go to the hospital. I want to have another test." Grace denied it immediately. When Ana saw this, she added fuel to the flames, and said viciously, "Grace, this report was found in your room, and this pregnancy test kit too. With these two things added together, I'm afraid that it's going to be the same after another examination." "Mom, can you stop talking?" Alice Astor, Grace's younger sister, frowned and helped Grace up. "Dad, maybe it's really a misunderstanding. How can sister be pregnant all of a sudden? Let's investigate first." "Alice!" Ana glared at her daughter. "Come here. You don't have to speak for her." "Mom." "Come here." She pulled Alice over. Grace lost her support and fell to the ground awkwardly. "Ernest, you've seen the situation now. If the Kline family knows about this, we will be in a lot of trouble. What should we do?" Ana stamped her feet anxiously. Then, an idea came to her. "Hey, by the way, Young Master Kline has been abroad for so many years. He doesn't know who is the older daughter of the Astor family anyway. Why don't we have Alice take Grace's place instead? This unfilial useless daughter!" "Mom!" Alice looked at her mother in surprise. "Shut up!" Ana gave her a look. "Ernest, I think this is the only way to deal with this matter. Otherwise, when Young Master Kline comes back and finds out about this, the Astor family will be in big trouble." Ernest's face turned gloomy. He stared at Grace, who was huddled on the ground and thought for a long time. Finally, he nodded. "That's the only way." It felt like a lightning strike on Grace. She looked at the couple in shock and said, "Auntie Ana, this was your plan all the while, wasn't it?" First, it was Ana who found the report of pregnancy examination from her room. Then, she found the pregnancy test kit. With all this panning out, it deepened the whole conspiracy. "What are you talking about?" Ana was anxious and slapped her in the face. "You heartless thing. I've been treating you so kindly for a long time. You are not only ungrateful, you even created such a big mess, and even blame me for it. What is your heart made out of?" Grace covered her swollen face with her hands, tears rolling down her cheeks. She said emotionally, "It must be you. You framed me. I'm not pregnant at all." She didn't show any signs of getting pregnant. Where did the pregnancy report come from? It must be her stepmother who wanted to frame her. "Grace." Ernest was furious. He held on to Ana, who was trembling with anger, and said fiercely to Grace, "If you don't respect Auntie Ana, don't blame me for disowning you as my daughter." Hearing this, Grace staggered a few steps. Ah, this was her father, who had abandoned her mother in the past, and now he wanted to quit her too! "Dad, calm down. Sister must be just confused." Alice Astor stood in front of Grace Astor, and then she turned back to say to Grace, "Sister, just admit and say sorry to Dad. We are all one family. There is no need to do this." "Admit to him?" Grace sneered and retorted, "This is not my fault at all. I'm not pregnant. I sentenced to be guilty just because of a pregnancy report out of nowhere. I'd rather not belong to this family!" "You rascal!" Ernest was furious. He picked up his belt and whipped it at Grace mercilessly. "Ah!" There came piercing pain all over her body. Seeing this, Alice stood in front of Grace again, and knelt on the ground, begging, "Dad, stop hitting, don't hit my sister." Ana rushed forward and pulled her up. "Are you out of your mind? It's none of your business. Move away." Ernest ignored them and whipped Grace's body again and again. In a short while, her fair skin was covered with whip marks and blood. Grace stood up defiantly and subconsciously moved to duck behind the antique porcelain vase next to her. The whip lashed out, and the sound of the crash rang out. The vase fell and broke into pieces. Ernest looked at the broken pieces of the vase on the ground in fright. He could not believe it. "You rascal, I have kept this porcelain vase for twenty years.." As soon as he finished speaking, he whipped again. "Ah!" Grace dodged his whip and shouted angrily, "You are no longer my father. I don't have a father like you. The last time, you listened to this woman's enchantment and caused my mother's death. Now you are listening to her and you want to kill me! I hate you, I hate you." "You hate me? If it wasn't for me, you would not be what you are today. You unfilial daughter, you are disloyal and useless!" Ernest's face was ferocious as he waved his belt again and again. Grace was hiding everywhere, but she was still covered with wounds. In the end, Alice couldn't bear to see it anymore. She broke away from Ana and grabbed Ernest. "Dad, please, if sister really has a child, you will kill her child like this." "Isn't it better to kill this bastard so that she won't make a fool of herself?" Ernest gnashed his teeth and spat these words in anger. "I'm not pregnant, why don't you believe me?" Grace was hysterical. "You are a devil, a devil." "You." Ernest wanted to hit her again, but he was stopped by Alice. "How could I have a child who likes you? Very well. Since you said you don't have a father like me, you will leave the Astor family from today on. I don't have you as my daughter." Hearing this, Grace staggered and almost fell to the ground again with a pale face. "Get out, get out!" Ernest whipped his belt on her, like finally breaking their father-daughter relationship which had been long put to the test. Grace gritted her teeth and took his beating. She stared at her father with hatred. "Alright, this is what you've said. Don't beg me to come back anymore. This beating means that I will break off any relationship I have with you. From now on, you are no longer my father." "Sister!" Alice cried, who was about to step forward to stop her, but was stopped by Ana. "Alice, this woman is cold-blooded. What's the point of keeping her around?" Ana said spitefully. "But!" Alice exclaimed. "Let her go." Ernest was determined to drive Grace away. Looking at her go, his eyes were fierce. "I don't have such a daughter, and I won't let her ruin the Astor family's reputation." Outside, it was raining heavily. Grace walked out of the Astor family's house in a pathetic state. Her body was full of wounds caused by a belt, and her wounds were being lashed at by the pouring rain, which made her feel a searing pain. There were only a few passers-by on the street, but no one could care about her situation due to the heavy rain. Grace gritted her teeth and struggled to move her feet. She used up all her strength, but in the end, she couldn't go any further. She looked at the distance in a daze. The rain brought dense humidity, but there was no warmth in her heart at all. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and lightning flashed through the sky. Not far away, a black Bentley was parked at the side of the road. Through the clear window, a pair of eyes as sharp as a blade was staring at the girl in the distance through the heavy rain. "Young Master, the person we're looking for is surely this girl." Joe Ebony, the butler, was looking at some information in his hands and reporting to his master. "You are sure?" The master's reply was as cold as metal, devoid of any warmth. "Yes, we have been investigating it carefully for the past month. We can't be wrong. The woman who broke into the castle was her." The man's chiseled jawlines were taut. He pursed his beautiful lips and said, "Bring her in." "Yes, sir." Joe obeyed. Grace was suddenly grabbed by a group of people, and taken to the car. But she didn't have the strength to resist. In a daze, she used the little strength she had to open her eyes and saw the man in front of her. He had an extremely seductive face. His profile under, his slightly ruffled short hair, gave him an air of having come from a mixed descent. His deep eyes were full of charming light, and the shape of his sexy lips, was elegant and handsome. He was definitely the most beautiful person Grace had ever seen in her life. However, at this moment, she really did not have the mood to appreciate beauty. "Who are you?" "Oh, we've even slept together. Who do you think I am?" The man's magnetic voice filled her ears. Grace moved her lips but could not utter a syllable. In the end, her vision went dark and she completely blacked out. At the border of the city, there were very few people or buildings around. A Gothic castle stood in the lush forest. It was splendid, mysterious, and alluring. It hurt... It was as if there were thousands upon thousands of poisonous bugs were biting at her. In an opulent room, a huge wooden barrel placed in the middle of it. A girl was soaking in the water. Her smooth forehead was covered with fine droplets of sweat, her eyebrows were knitted tightly, and her expression looked like she was in pain. "Oh," Grace muttered and slowly opened her eyes. The place she saw was a strange room. The crystal light above her head was dazzling, and Grace unconsciously raised her hand in front of her eyes to block it. Where was this place? She looked down at her own body, and in an instant, she screamed, "Ah!" She stood up from the water in horror and raised her head, but only to meet a pair of deep eyes. On the sofa in front of her, a man was sitting gracefully with his legs crossed, staring at the uncovered her with a playful look. "Ah!" Grace crossed her arms front her breasts and started to scream earth-shatteringly again! "Shut up." The man rubbed his ears and glanced at her impatiently. When Grace finally realized what had happened, she instantly crouched down and returned to the water. Who was this man? Where was she? "Who, who are you?" Grace nervously stammered, her hands tightly protecting her body. "Grace Astor, 21 years old, Imogen University Year 3 student. Parents divorced since childhood. Your mother died in an accident. Father married to another woman and the stepmother and gave birth to a sister, Alice Astor. And you have just been swept out of their door." The man's thin lips moved carefully, as he explained Grace's life clearly. "Am I right, Miss Astor." Grace was stunned, and it took a long time for her to come to her senses. "Who on earth are you? How do you know my identity?" "Oh, in this world, there is nothing that I, Harry Charles, don't know about it." His arrogant tone had a hint of nobleness and yet, was also peppered with disdain. Harry Charles...?! The Duke of England, who often appeared on the covers of financial magazines, and had been involved in politics since childhood. He led the army at the age of 18, started a business at the age of 20, and was the founder of the large corporation, T Group. In addition, he was once praised as the most wanted man by all women in the world. He was only twenty-five years old, also was a rare gem of a bachelor. How could such an excellent man stand right in front of her? Grace pinched her thigh hard. "Ah!" She could clearly feel the pain, which proved that it was not a dream. He really was Harry Charles! Grace was so shocked that she could not speak, as she stared at him with her pale face. Harry Charles scornfully looked at her every move, raised the corner of his mouth with ridicule, got up, and stepped forward gracefully. Seeing him approaching her, Grace Astor subconsciously retreated back. "You, what do you want to do, don't come over! I, I'm going to scream." Harry held the barrel with his hands and bent over to drive her to a dead end. His handsome side profile was only a centimeter away from hers. "Why are you so shy? I've seen your body before anyway." "Wha, what... what are you talking about?" Grace's heart beat faster, and she retorted with a flushed face, "I don't know you." "Oh, you don't know me!" Harry lowered his head playfully and reached out to touch her fair neck. Slap! A crisp slap sounded, and his face was slapped to one side. In an instant, the atmosphere became very quiet yet tense. In the room, there were only the breathing sounds of the two people. Grace looked at her trembling hand in disbelief, and then glanced at Harry, who had a cold look in his eyes. She swallowed and said, "Do you not understand? I asked you to stay away!" "Woman, you are seeking death." As these sinister words dropped, a big hand instantly grabbed her neck, pulled her whole body up from the water, and threw her onto the bed. He pressed on her hard. "Ah, what are you doing?" Grace struggled. "What am I doing? I'm going to do you! You are the first woman who has the guts to hit me." A horrible and powerful aura came about, and his sharp eyes stared at her as if he was staring at his prey. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong." Grace knew she was at a disadvantage, so she could only plead pitifully. "Do you think an apology can help now?" His fingers, which were covered with a layer of calluses, slowly went down, and then... "Ouch!" Grace frowned and shouted. Harry frowned unhappily. "I haven't even touched you yet." "I'm injured." Grace narrowed her eyes and retorted. "Oh, take a good look. Where is your injury?" His teasing voice was mixed with contempt. Grace opened her eyes slightly and found that all the wounds on her body were gone. Um, where did have all her injuries gone? "You've been soaked in the medicine for two days and two nights. Your wounds have already healed." Harry bent over and kissed her sexy red lips. "Mm, mm!" Grace struggled and kicked him. "I'm pregnant!" Pregnant! Hearing these words, Harry stopped what he was doing and fixed his wolf-like gaze on the woman under him. "I'm really pregnant." Grace was afraid that he didn't hear her, so she emphasized it again. Although it was a lie, in order to keep her chastity, she had to lie to him. "Do you know the consequences of lying to me?" Harry's eyes became sharp. Grace couldn't help trembling. She gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't lie to you. My family has a propagation report. I'm really pregnant." This was the only chance she could use to get away from him, and she couldn't give up. Harry glared at her furiously and threw her on the bed with his big hand. He got up and kicked the bedside table, and some of the things on it fell to the ground. Grace was shocked by his temper. She hid in the corner of the bed and looked at him in fear. Harry turned around and questioned, "Whose child is it? Is it mine?!" "No! It's not yours!" She did not know who it belonged to. Wait, she wasn't even pregnant! "It's not mine." Harry approached her again and held her arms. He asked her forcefully, "You were still an innocent girl a month ago. If it's not mine, whose is it?" Harry felt angry when he thought that she might have been touched by other men. He was filled with jealousy. Grace was so scared that her face turned pale. Moreover, she was still completely uncovered! Grace felt extremely shamed by this awkward position between them. "Well, can we talk about it properly? Let me put on some clothes first?" Grace pushed. Harry held her down and said, "But I think we can have better communication without your cloth. So, it seems that this pregnancy thing, you're lying to me." "I, I..." She became nervous and stammered. Harry lifted her jaw and laughed coldly, ''Playing some old tricks with me as fun before our main course? At first, you pretended you had forgotten what happened a month ago, then lied to be pregnant. Well, girl, I'll let you know, the consequences of deceiving me!" The next moment, he moved to... Book title：《Romance in His Castle》 Click the “Download” button to download the 【NovelCat]】app and you can read more exciting novels.

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Text ：On a full-moon night, there were no stars. A scream broke through the sky. "Ahh!" In the depths of the forest, Grace Astor’s clothes were in tatters. An ugly and vicious man pressed her under his body. His big filthy hands tore and grabbed her beautifully shaped body as he ripped away Grace’s clothes. A creepy smile hung on his boorish face. Grace struggled with all her might and roared in despair, "Go away, don't touch me." The man laughed wildly and said, "Your mother sold you to me, so you are mine. I can touch you in whatever way I want." Grace was stunned by the truth he told. Even in her nightmare, she wouldn't have thought that the woman she regarded as one of her families would treat her like this. She even thought of forgiving this woman who had taken away her father. She would not let her have the upper hand... As Grace thought about it, she was using one hand to push the man that was on top of her and the other to fumble on the ground. She grabbed a stone with a sharp edge and did not hesitate to smash it at the man on top of her. The man screamed and fell from Grace's body. She took the opportunity to get up from the ground, turned around, and ran away. The moonlight in the forest was minimal, Grace could not tell the direction at all. She was just running forward with all her might. "Damn it!" The man clutched the injured back of his head and stood up with difficulty. His scarred face was twisted and gloomy. "You want to run away? Not that easy. You’re mine today." He said, and then he caught up with her with his wild strides. Grace trembled with fear, but she clenched her teeth and dared not stop running. She told herself that even if she were going to die, she would not let this man get her that easily. "Stop, stop, hey!" The man roared behind her, it even frightened the birds in the trees, and they scattered in panic. It made the forest look even more ominous. She stumbled as she ran away, but she was getting lost in the forest. She could not find a way out, and the man behind her followed her like a phantom. After all, Grace is a girl. After running for a while, she had no strength left in her. When she stopped to catch her breath, the man caught up with her and threw her to the ground again. The man rode on Grace's back and slapped her few more times. "If you are seeking for death, you can try to run again!" Grace had no strength to resist. She desperately raised the stone in her hand and aimed it at her own temples instead. At this moment, suddenly, a wolf's howl came from not far away. The man was shocked to find that there was a wolf here. He immediately scanned his surroundings warily and forgot Grace, who was beneath him. Grasping at the opportunity, Grace suddenly pushed the man away and ran into the depths of the forest. She didn’t know how long she had been running, but in front of her, there appeared a pitch-black Gothic castle. The gates of the castle were dark as ebony, as a vast abyss, glowing with indescribable horror. Grace was a little frightened, but the man behind her was still chasing after her. There was no way out for her to retreat, so she could only rush into the castle. The man who was behind her was about to follow her into the castle when he suddenly saw a black shadow, rushing out of the old castle and circling above it, followed by an ominous crash of lightning and thunder. It was pitch-dark inside the castle, and there was a gloomy and terrifying atmosphere present. Grace stumbled in, shivering in pain and fear. Her clothes were torn and messy, and her fair skin covered with wounds of all sizes. Every step she took was a burden to her. Grace was panting and leaned against the door frame for support. Her tender face was pale, and her smooth forehead covered with a thin layer of sweat. She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead. Her fair face was pale with fear, and her lips were trembling. Just as she was about to get up and walk further into the castle, she suddenly heard a howl of a wolf. Grace Astor was shocked. A pair of green eyes suddenly appeared in the pitch-black castle. They were like luminous pearls in the night, but they carried a dangerous and chilling vibe. Awoo! With another wolf's howl, Grace was scared out of her wits. She sat down on the ground and clutched at her clothes. A wolf's howl. How could there be a wolf? She finally realized that she had willingly walked into a dangerous place and staggered to her feet. Before she could react, she heard heavy footsteps. In an instant, a figure flashed in front of her. "Ah!" Grace screamed, and her body was lifted up in an instant. For a moment, she got spun around, and she was viciously thrown to the hard floor. "Who are you?" A low magnetic male voice, mixed with fierceness and madness, sounded in her ears. Grace shivered with fear. Through the dim moonlight outside the window, she could clearly see the owner of the pair of green eyes. Half of the man's face revealed in the moonlight, and the other half was hidden in the darkness. Although she couldn't see clearly, it was absolutely an enchanting face. He stood there in an imposing manner. As though if he gently moved a finger, he could destroy everything he wanted. "I, I..." "How can you smell so good?" The man leaned against her neck and sniffed her body. It was a smell that he had never experienced before. It was neither as thick as rose nor as light as gardenia but had a soul-stirring ability. Who was this woman? How could she appear in the castle on a full-moon night? Was she not afraid of death? With a cold light in his green eyes, he stared at Grace motionlessly. Grace moved backward in horror, but the man came closer to her, step by step. "Woman, who are you? What are you doing here?" His cold breath rushed to her face, making her feel like he was going to swallow her alive. "Ah, ah, don't, don't come over here! I, I'm only passing by." Grace said. "Oh, what a coincidence." The man sneered. The next second, he pressed his whole body over her, trapping her under him, and his cold aura shrouded her entirely. "Ah, what do you want to do? I just passed by. I'll get going!" Grace struggled in horror. How could her life turn out so miserable? She had just escaped from the dragon's pool, but she had already entered the tiger's den. "I believe you're just passing by, but this is not the best time." The tip of his fingers touched her tender skin and smiled evilly. "No, no." Grace struggled desperately, her tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes. "You smell good. I love it." The man looked her from head to toe without scruple, and her delicious scent made him go crazy. His fiery gaze looked like he was going to eat her alive. It was too perfect! She was too attractive. With those cold green eyes looking at her, Grace trembled in his arms, and her hair was standing on end. She stared at him in horror. "Please, please don't, I'm begging you." The man clasped her hands and pressed them on top of her head. His movements were rough, and his green eyes were half-closed, emitting a dangerous aura. "If you dare break-in on the night of the full moon, you should have been mentally prepared." As soon as he finished speaking, the moonlight shone on his handsome face, and he howled like a wolf. Grace clearly saw that his teeth had turned into fangs, but in a flash, he returned to his human form. "Woman, you've walked into the wolf's den. Tonight, you destine to be my antidote." His overbearing words fell upon her. He strongly conquered this woman. "Ah!" An ear-piercing scream broke through the silent night. A sharp pain, like a tear, sliced through her, and her face turned pale. The man did not give her a chance to catch her breath. For the whole night, he repeatedly took away every inch of her consciousness and claimed her as his own, wildly. ...... A month later. In the hall of the Astor family's mansion. Grace Astor knelt on the ground, and Grace's father Ernest Astor sat on the main seat, trembling with anger. "You unfilial daughter, I have raised you for so many years. How can you be so ungrateful, as you slept with a wild man outside and even became pregnant with his bastard? Do you want me to die of anger?" "Father, I am not carrying a bastard as you say. I’m not pregnant." Grace gritted her teeth and straightened her back, showing no sign of admitting to this crime. "You still want to lie?" Ernest threw a stack of documents in her face. The papers fell from the folder and scattered all over the floor. "Tell me, what's written in this pregnancy test report? If this Grace Astor is not you, then who is it?" Grace looked at the report on the ground in shock. When the word 'pregnancy' reached her eyes, her face turned pale in an instant. "Oh, Grace, is this yours?" Ernest's wife, Ana Reyes, came down from upstairs with a pregnancy test kit in her hand. She walked to Grace with tearful eyes and said, "I saw this in the trash can in your room." As soon as she finished her words, Grace did not have time to refute, and then, a hard slap fell on her fair face. "Useless girl, you will marry to the Kline family in a month. This child of yours, you don't even know whose it is. How will I explain it to the Kline family?" "Father, this can't be true. I want to go to the hospital. I want to have another test." Grace denied it immediately. When Ana saw this, she added fuel to the flames, and said viciously, "Grace, this report was found in your room, and this pregnancy test kit too. With these two things added together, I'm afraid that it's going to be the same after another examination." "Mom, can you stop talking?" Alice Astor, Grace's younger sister, frowned and helped Grace up. "Dad, maybe it's really a misunderstanding. How can sister be pregnant all of a sudden? Let's investigate first." "Alice!" Ana glared at her daughter. "Come here. You don't have to speak for her." "Mom." "Come here." She pulled Alice over. Grace lost her support and fell to the ground awkwardly. "Ernest, you've seen the situation now. If the Kline family knows about this, we will be in a lot of trouble. What should we do?" Ana stamped her feet anxiously. Then, an idea came to her. "Hey, by the way, Young Master Kline has been abroad for so many years. He doesn't know who is the older daughter of the Astor family anyway. Why don't we have Alice take Grace's place instead? This unfilial useless daughter!" "Mom!" Alice looked at her mother in surprise. "Shut up!" Ana gave her a look. "Ernest, I think this is the only way to deal with this matter. Otherwise, when Young Master Kline comes back and finds out about this, the Astor family will be in big trouble." Ernest's face turned gloomy. He stared at Grace, who was huddled on the ground and thought for a long time. Finally, he nodded. "That's the only way." It felt like a lightning strike on Grace. She looked at the couple in shock and said, "Auntie Ana, this was your plan all the while, wasn't it?" First, it was Ana who found the report of pregnancy examination from her room. Then, she found the pregnancy test kit. With all this panning out, it deepened the whole conspiracy. "What are you talking about?" Ana was anxious and slapped her in the face. "You heartless thing. I've been treating you so kindly for a long time. You are not only ungrateful, you even created such a big mess, and even blame me for it. What is your heart made out of?" Grace covered her swollen face with her hands, tears rolling down her cheeks. She said emotionally, "It must be you. You framed me. I'm not pregnant at all." She didn't show any signs of getting pregnant. Where did the pregnancy report come from? It must be her stepmother who wanted to frame her. "Grace." Ernest was furious. He held on to Ana, who was trembling with anger, and said fiercely to Grace, "If you don't respect Auntie Ana, don't blame me for disowning you as my daughter." Hearing this, Grace staggered a few steps. Ah, this was her father, who had abandoned her mother in the past, and now he wanted to quit her too! "Dad, calm down. Sister must be just confused." Alice Astor stood in front of Grace Astor, and then she turned back to say to Grace, "Sister, just admit and say sorry to Dad. We are all one family. There is no need to do this." "Admit to him?" Grace sneered and retorted, "This is not my fault at all. I'm not pregnant. I sentenced to be guilty just because of a pregnancy report out of nowhere. I'd rather not belong to this family!" "You rascal!" Ernest was furious. He picked up his belt and whipped it at Grace mercilessly. "Ah!" There came piercing pain all over her body. Seeing this, Alice stood in front of Grace again, and knelt on the ground, begging, "Dad, stop hitting, don't hit my sister." Ana rushed forward and pulled her up. "Are you out of your mind? It's none of your business. Move away." Ernest ignored them and whipped Grace's body again and again. In a short while, her fair skin was covered with whip marks and blood. Grace stood up defiantly and subconsciously moved to duck behind the antique porcelain vase next to her. The whip lashed out, and the sound of the crash rang out. The vase fell and broke into pieces. Ernest looked at the broken pieces of the vase on the ground in fright. He could not believe it. "You rascal, I have kept this porcelain vase for twenty years.." As soon as he finished speaking, he whipped again. "Ah!" Grace dodged his whip and shouted angrily, "You are no longer my father. I don't have a father like you. The last time, you listened to this woman's enchantment and caused my mother's death. Now you are listening to her and you want to kill me! I hate you, I hate you." "You hate me? If it wasn't for me, you would not be what you are today. You unfilial daughter, you are disloyal and useless!" Ernest's face was ferocious as he waved his belt again and again. Grace was hiding everywhere, but she was still covered with wounds. In the end, Alice couldn't bear to see it anymore. She broke away from Ana and grabbed Ernest. "Dad, please, if sister really has a child, you will kill her child like this." "Isn't it better to kill this bastard so that she won't make a fool of herself?" Ernest gnashed his teeth and spat these words in anger. "I'm not pregnant, why don't you believe me?" Grace was hysterical. "You are a devil, a devil." "You." Ernest wanted to hit her again, but he was stopped by Alice. "How could I have a child who likes you? Very well. Since you said you don't have a father like me, you will leave the Astor family from today on. I don't have you as my daughter." Hearing this, Grace staggered and almost fell to the ground again with a pale face. "Get out, get out!" Ernest whipped his belt on her, like finally breaking their father-daughter relationship which had been long put to the test. Grace gritted her teeth and took his beating. She stared at her father with hatred. "Alright, this is what you've said. Don't beg me to come back anymore. This beating means that I will break off any relationship I have with you. From now on, you are no longer my father." "Sister!" Alice cried, who was about to step forward to stop her, but was stopped by Ana. "Alice, this woman is cold-blooded. What's the point of keeping her around?" Ana said spitefully. "But!" Alice exclaimed. "Let her go." Ernest was determined to drive Grace away. Looking at her go, his eyes were fierce. "I don't have such a daughter, and I won't let her ruin the Astor family's reputation." Outside, it was raining heavily. Grace walked out of the Astor family's house in a pathetic state. Her body was full of wounds caused by a belt, and her wounds were being lashed at by the pouring rain, which made her feel a searing pain. There were only a few passers-by on the street, but no one could care about her situation due to the heavy rain. Grace gritted her teeth and struggled to move her feet. She used up all her strength, but in the end, she couldn't go any further. She looked at the distance in a daze. The rain brought dense humidity, but there was no warmth in her heart at all. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and lightning flashed through the sky. Not far away, a black Bentley was parked at the side of the road. Through the clear window, a pair of eyes as sharp as a blade was staring at the girl in the distance through the heavy rain. "Young Master, the person we're looking for is surely this girl." Joe Ebony, the butler, was looking at some information in his hands and reporting to his master. "You are sure?" The master's reply was as cold as metal, devoid of any warmth. "Yes, we have been investigating it carefully for the past month. We can't be wrong. The woman who broke into the castle was her." The man's chiseled jawlines were taut. He pursed his beautiful lips and said, "Bring her in." "Yes, sir." Joe obeyed. Grace was suddenly grabbed by a group of people, and taken to the car. But she didn't have the strength to resist. In a daze, she used the little strength she had to open her eyes and saw the man in front of her. He had an extremely seductive face. His profile under, his slightly ruffled short hair, gave him an air of having come from a mixed descent. His deep eyes were full of charming light, and the shape of his sexy lips, was elegant and handsome. He was definitely the most beautiful person Grace had ever seen in her life. However, at this moment, she really did not have the mood to appreciate beauty. "Who are you?" "Oh, we've even slept together. Who do you think I am?" The man's magnetic voice filled her ears. Grace moved her lips but could not utter a syllable. In the end, her vision went dark and she completely blacked out. At the border of the city, there were very few people or buildings around. A Gothic castle stood in the lush forest. It was splendid, mysterious, and alluring. It hurt... It was as if there were thousands upon thousands of poisonous bugs were biting at her. In an opulent room, a huge wooden barrel placed in the middle of it. A girl was soaking in the water. Her smooth forehead was covered with fine droplets of sweat, her eyebrows were knitted tightly, and her expression looked like she was in pain. "Oh," Grace muttered and slowly opened her eyes. The place she saw was a strange room. The crystal light above her head was dazzling, and Grace unconsciously raised her hand in front of her eyes to block it. Where was this place? She looked down at her own body, and in an instant, she screamed, "Ah!" She stood up from the water in horror and raised her head, but only to meet a pair of deep eyes. On the sofa in front of her, a man was sitting gracefully with his legs crossed, staring at the uncovered her with a playful look. "Ah!" Grace crossed her arms front her breasts and started to scream earth-shatteringly again! "Shut up." The man rubbed his ears and glanced at her impatiently. When Grace finally realized what had happened, she instantly crouched down and returned to the water. Who was this man? Where was she? "Who, who are you?" Grace nervously stammered, her hands tightly protecting her body. "Grace Astor, 21 years old, Imogen University Year 3 student. Parents divorced since childhood. Your mother died in an accident. Father married to another woman and the stepmother and gave birth to a sister, Alice Astor. And you have just been swept out of their door." The man's thin lips moved carefully, as he explained Grace's life clearly. "Am I right, Miss Astor." Grace was stunned, and it took a long time for her to come to her senses. "Who on earth are you? How do you know my identity?" "Oh, in this world, there is nothing that I, Harry Charles, don't know about it." His arrogant tone had a hint of nobleness and yet, was also peppered with disdain. Harry Charles...?! The Duke of England, who often appeared on the covers of financial magazines, and had been involved in politics since childhood. He led the army at the age of 18, started a business at the age of 20, and was the founder of the large corporation, T Group. In addition, he was once praised as the most wanted man by all women in the world. He was only twenty-five years old, also was a rare gem of a bachelor. How could such an excellent man stand right in front of her? Grace pinched her thigh hard. "Ah!" She could clearly feel the pain, which proved that it was not a dream. He really was Harry Charles! Grace was so shocked that she could not speak, as she stared at him with her pale face. Harry Charles scornfully looked at her every move, raised the corner of his mouth with ridicule, got up, and stepped forward gracefully. Seeing him approaching her, Grace Astor subconsciously retreated back. "You, what do you want to do, don't come over! I, I'm going to scream." Harry held the barrel with his hands and bent over to drive her to a dead end. His handsome side profile was only a centimeter away from hers. "Why are you so shy? I've seen your body before anyway." "Wha, what... what are you talking about?" Grace's heart beat faster, and she retorted with a flushed face, "I don't know you." "Oh, you don't know me!" Harry lowered his head playfully and reached out to touch her fair neck. Slap! A crisp slap sounded, and his face was slapped to one side. In an instant, the atmosphere became very quiet yet tense. In the room, there were only the breathing sounds of the two people. Grace looked at her trembling hand in disbelief, and then glanced at Harry, who had a cold look in his eyes. She swallowed and said, "Do you not understand? I asked you to stay away!" "Woman, you are seeking death." As these sinister words dropped, a big hand instantly grabbed her neck, pulled her whole body up from the water, and threw her onto the bed. He pressed on her hard. "Ah, what are you doing?" Grace struggled. "What am I doing? I'm going to do you! You are the first woman who has the guts to hit me." A horrible and powerful aura came about, and his sharp eyes stared at her as if he was staring at his prey. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was wrong." Grace knew she was at a disadvantage, so she could only plead pitifully. "Do you think an apology can help now?" His fingers, which were covered with a layer of calluses, slowly went down, and then... "Ouch!" Grace frowned and shouted. Harry frowned unhappily. "I haven't even touched you yet." "I'm injured." Grace narrowed her eyes and retorted. "Oh, take a good look. Where is your injury?" His teasing voice was mixed with contempt. Grace opened her eyes slightly and found that all the wounds on her body were gone. Um, where did have all her injuries gone? "You've been soaked in the medicine for two days and two nights. Your wounds have already healed." Harry bent over and kissed her sexy red lips. "Mm, mm!" Grace struggled and kicked him. "I'm pregnant!" Pregnant! Hearing these words, Harry stopped what he was doing and fixed his wolf-like gaze on the woman under him. "I'm really pregnant." Grace was afraid that he didn't hear her, so she emphasized it again. Although it was a lie, in order to keep her chastity, she had to lie to him. "Do you know the consequences of lying to me?" Harry's eyes became sharp. Grace couldn't help trembling. She gritted her teeth and said, "I didn't lie to you. My family has a propagation report. I'm really pregnant." This was the only chance she could use to get away from him, and she couldn't give up. Harry glared at her furiously and threw her on the bed with his big hand. He got up and kicked the bedside table, and some of the things on it fell to the ground. Grace was shocked by his temper. She hid in the corner of the bed and looked at him in fear. Harry turned around and questioned, "Whose child is it? Is it mine?!" "No! It's not yours!" She did not know who it belonged to. Wait, she wasn't even pregnant! "It's not mine." Harry approached her again and held her arms. He asked her forcefully, "You were still an innocent girl a month ago. If it's not mine, whose is it?" Harry felt angry when he thought that she might have been touched by other men. He was filled with jealousy. Grace was so scared that her face turned pale. Moreover, she was still completely uncovered! Grace felt extremely shamed by this awkward position between them. "Well, can we talk about it properly? Let me put on some clothes first?" Grace pushed. Harry held her down and said, "But I think we can have better communication without your cloth. So, it seems that this pregnancy thing, you're lying to me." "I, I..." She became nervous and stammered. Harry lifted her jaw and laughed coldly, ''Playing some old tricks with me as fun before our main course? At first, you pretended you had forgotten what happened a month ago, then lied to be pregnant. Well, girl, I'll let you know, the consequences of deceiving me!" The next moment, he moved to... Book title：《Romance in His Castle》 Click the “Download” button to download the 【NovelCat]】app and you can read more exciting novels.

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