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Elysium: Desired by the Cold-hearted Princess [GL]

 It all started with losing her mother, getting thrown into a boarding school, and then having the rumored witch-like princess of the kingdom desire her and want her by all means necessary. But it isn't the innocent type of desire she had expected. It's something much darker than she could ever handle.         ****  Sera didn't think her life would ever take a turn for the worst until her worthless father remarried her mother's half sister and, on her orders, sent Sera to a boarding school that was far off in a different kingdom—Elysium High, an all-girls academy for the most prestigious daughters in all of the seven kingdoms.    In Elysium, only the most powerful could survive, as even the prettiest and most innocent-looking faces had skeletons in their closests and would ruin anyone or anything that got in their way. Unfortunately for innocent and naive Sera, she would become the newest prey of Elysium, and everyone wants a piece of the beautiful redhead.     But what happens when the most unexpected person also takes an interest in her?   Electra's name alone was enough to get the entire school shaking in fear. Not only was she the only heir to the most powerful kingdom in the realm, she was also known as the cold-hearted queen of Elysium High. Nothing and no one ever caught Electra's attention, until the arrival of Sera, where everything changed.     And all it took was for clumsy Sera to bump into the most powerful one of them all.  *** THIS BOOK IS RATED 18+! It contains matured content such as: ⁃ Bullying ⁃ Smut (BDSM included) ⁃ Violence. ⁃ Harem So read with caution, and don't say you weren't warned!

jobetgrayson · LGBT+
Not enough ratings
125 Chs

A slap in the face

Electra's POV 

 

Days later...

 

Seraphina was just about to walk away, but I quickly called out her name to stop her. "Seraphina." 

 

I waited for her to turn around, and as she turned to look at me, there was a confused look on her face, almost like she was trying to figure out what was happening and was just as confused as I was. For a split second, I had some kind of hope that she would recognize me and acknowledge this bizarre twist of fate that was still fucking with my mind. 

 

 Maybe she knew that we had somehow switched lives, and we could figure out how to fix this mess together, but then she spoke, and her words immediately crushed any iota of hope I had. 

 

"Who the hell are you?" she demanded, her voice cold and dismissive. "And how do you know my name?"