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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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Don't take his name

When Esme recalled the past, her attention immediately shifted to the brown horse in the barn. He was brown and even though from a distance, she could not see him, a wild thought formed in her mind. 

Is it that same horse? 

Even Esme found it unbelievable but she found this man familiar. He did not look like her brother but still he felt like him at times and she wanted to know more about him. 

No matter what, she wanted her bizarre thoughts to be true. 

With burning determination in her heart, she stepped out of her hiding and walked towards the barn. 

The sound of approaching footsteps made Adrian raise his head. The hand that was caressing the horse's face paused as he narrowed his eyes looking at the person who was approaching him. 

What was she doing here at this hour? 

''My Lady,'' He greeted her.