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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 · Fantasía
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I will let you

 As the birds sang their morning songs, the sunlight filtered inside the room through the window. The subtle sound of water droplets falling from the leaves and the roof were heard in the castle compounds, indicating the heavy rainfall from yesterday.

The man sleeping on the bed opened his eyes. 

The pair of ice-blue eyes were fixated on the ceiling for a moment before they shifted to the side. 

Aleister glanced at the woman who was sitting on the floor with her head leaning on the edge of the bed. She was holding his palm tightly with both her hands. Her chin was resting on his knuckles as she slept peacefully. 

Her face was pale and there seemed to be a small frown etched between her brows. 

He lifted his other hand and gently ran his fingers down his chest but he could not feel any bumps or wounds.