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Ensnaring his Dark Moon

Esmeray Reis, once a princess, now lives her life like a bespectacled wallflower to stay far away from people's attention until one day she is compelled to enter the Royal Castle disguised as a maid. Aleister Daven, a mysterious Prince. Dark, devious, and sinful. The mention of his name is enough to make people tremble. Uninterested in most things until he comes across the stubborn woman who won't spare a glance his way. And unknowingly he grows fond of stalking her, teasing her, cornering her, despite her obvious disgust in him. She is his, and he would spare no efforts in making her realize that. When strange incidents happen around Esme, she finds herself waking up in the depths of the ageless sea. Mysterious powers awakening inside her body threaten to shred away her existence and rationality. The involvement of merfolk makes everything more complicated. Staying far away from him was all she ever wished but what was she going to do when he becomes the sole ray of light in the darkness surrounding her? Will she take his hand? Will she ever tell him that it was not him who disgusted her but instead it was her growing obsession for him that she despised?

Auroraaa · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
370 Chs

Esmeray Reis

Flames surrounded the room. The Daven Castle was set on fire. 

Aleister pulled Esme into his arms. Her breathing was ragged. 

"I can't... I can't bear the fire," Esme whispered weakly as she pressed her face against his chest. 

The fire caught in the Reis Castle had traumatized her but it was not just her fear. She could not stand fire. That's why she rejected the kitchen duties when she came to this castle. It made her body prick and it left her breathless.

"You will be fine," Aleister pressed a soft kiss on her hair and Esme closed her eyes as he teleported her out of the Castle.

Esme opened her eyes and she found herself inside the underground library in the church. 

He helped her onto the chair and gently stroked her face. His fingertips felt cold and soothing. 

She leaned back on the chair and calmed her breathing. 

He stepped back from her, "You will be safe here."

Esme grabbed his hand, "Where are you going?"