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!
Awkward
Seraphina's Pov
I stood frozen in front of Yuna's room, staring at the wooden door as if it held all the answers to the questions swirling in my mind.
My palms were damp, and my breath felt heavy in my chest. Yura had texted me only minutes ago, letting me know that they were in Yuna's room, and now I was here, but I couldn't bring myself to knock or turn the knob.
I glanced down at my bandaged wrists, the faint sting beneath the cloth reminding me of what had happened earlier. I could still hear Yuna's screams in my head—how her voice had distorted into something primal and terrifying.
The memory of her snake-like form, thrashing uncontrollably as her other side took over, was permanently imprinted into my mind. She had looked me dead in the eye as she gripped my wrists, her strength overwhelming, and for a moment, I was sure she didn't even know it was me.