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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?

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Stay safe, Leo

Luciana smiled, but her smile did not reach her eyes, ''…It was quite a contrast to how I grew up, being suppressed by my elder brother, a father who never said it but placed all his high hopes on his son. Even though I was more powerful, my elder brother was the one who was more important to my father. Always. My Uncle, who was just two years older than me had the final say in the Norwell family because he was the King's handpicked heir to the throne of our Kingdom.

Even if I did not chase power, I craved some love ever since I was young. But my mother died and so did all the love and light in my life. All of it died.

I was alone. Empty. Hurting.

I wanted someone to pull me out of the pain that I felt when I thought about my mother's embrace but there was no one. It took me years to pull myself up from that dark abyss of drowning myself in my sorrows but by then, I was no longer myself.

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