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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

Safe Haven

In the centuries of getting married to him, this was the first time she saw such an expression on his face. 

He was not like this when the previous incarnation of his lover died. 

He was not like this when he thought that Adeline Daven left him. 

This was the first time she saw the side of him that everyone in the heavens dreaded the most. 

His wrath could cause destruction. 

And she was worried for her son. 

She was worried he would be destroyed.

'The life that grew inside me for months won't die just like that. He can't die like that.' 

'I don't want to stay here,' Cardan snapped at his father, ignoring his anger, 'I don't want to see my mother there. I don't want to see you grieving over another woman. I have spent my entire childhood in this closed place, looking at this and being suffocated by all of it. I detest it,' there was an edge of childishness to the man's voice.