Elysium: Desired by the Cold-hearted Princess [GL]
It all started with losing her mother, getting thrown into a boarding school, and then having the rumored witch-like princess of the kingdom desire her and want her by all means necessary. But it isn't the innocent type of desire she had expected. It's something much darker than she could ever handle. **** Sera didn't think her life would ever take a turn for the worst until her worthless father remarried her mother's half sister and, on her orders, sent Sera to a boarding school that was far off in a different kingdom—Elysium High, an all-girls academy for the most prestigious daughters in all of the seven kingdoms. In Elysium, only the most powerful could survive, as even the prettiest and most innocent-looking faces had skeletons in their closests and would ruin anyone or anything that got in their way. Unfortunately for innocent and naive Sera, she would become the newest prey of Elysium, and everyone wants a piece of the beautiful redhead. But what happens when the most unexpected person also takes an interest in her? Electra's name alone was enough to get the entire school shaking in fear. Not only was she the only heir to the most powerful kingdom in the realm, she was also known as the cold-hearted queen of Elysium High. Nothing and no one ever caught Electra's attention, until the arrival of Sera, where everything changed. And all it took was for clumsy Sera to bump into the most powerful one of them all. *** THIS BOOK IS RATED 18+! It contains matured content such as: ⁃ Bullying ⁃ Smut (BDSM included) ⁃ Violence. ⁃ Harem So read with caution, and don't say you weren't warned!
The shock of her life
Electra's Pov
I stood frozen, my gaze fixed on the empty doorway where Seraphina had disappeared. It was like the entire room had fallen silent in a thick, heavy fog, and I could hardly comprehend what had just happened.
My cheek was still stinging, reminding me of the painful fact that Seraphina—sweet, timid Seraphina—had dared to slap me.
No one, and I meant no one, had ever dared to slap me, well, except my mother, and that was different. But Seraphina? She wasn't even anyone important in my life, but somehow, her slap had left me more shaken than any reprimand from Queen Jella.
My mind was spinning, trying to come to terms with what just happened, but none of it made any sense, and the shock rooted me in place, as if moving would somehow acknowledge that what happened was real.