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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 · Fantaisie
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370 Chs

My sweet sweet sweet Lucy!

But the vision of an angry Marcus Norwell did not linger in her head any longer as her thoughts drifted off to a certain someone.

Set of firm jaws. Strong arms that held her tightly as he carried her out of the forest. Eyes that bore holes into her when he talked to her. Deep blue eyes.

After Esme lost her memories, the woman kept obsessing over Aleister's eyes which she always dreamt of. She even painted it and shoved it on Luciana's face.

She went on about how it was not an ordinary blue. It was the kind of blue that reflected on the seashore when the first rays of morning sunshine grazed across it. Pale blue.

To Luciana, blue was blue. She used to stare at Esme like she was speaking in some language she could not understand. She did not know what was the need to obsess over some man or his eyes when you do not even remember him.

But now she understood it. She understood what her friend saw after she looked into Cardan's eyes up so closely.