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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 · Fantasia
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370 Chs

Old grudges

Not a single strand of her hair was out of place. She looked magnificent with every step she took towards him. 

Jeremiah could not help but clench his fist and tilt his head down to look at the 'Esme' he was holding in his arms.

She looked the same. Beautiful. But like a doll.

He was aware that it was because of the herbs that he gave her. Or at least, that was what he had believed till this moment. 

''You are an impostor,'' Jeremiah looked at the woman who was holding Leo in her arms. That beast barely went closer to anyone other than Rezeph or Esme and after Aleister came, Jeremiah had seen that thing clinging to the man. ''You are an impostor,'' he screamed, refusing to accept what was right in front of his eyes. 

How? How could it be possible? How could there be two of them? 

Esme smiled, ''Am I?" 

The Esme in Jeremiah's arms raised her head and mirrored Esme's smile, ''Or am I?"