webnovel

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 · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
370 Chs

Charming her

"Oh? Did we decide on wine?" 

Luciana ignored Cardan's words as she grabbed his hand and dragged her out of the room, leaving Esme and Leo behind. 

He let himself be dragged by her and she was not feeling thankful about it. 

She did not stop walking until they were inside his room. The pond water sparkled in the starlight and the water reflected on the crystal chandeliers. 

Despite the peaceful ambiance, all Luciana could see was violence. 

The man was getting on her nerves. 

Letting go of his hand, she closed the door behind herself and looked at him, ''What is it that you want from me?" she asked him coldly.

Luciana expected Cardan to drop his facade now, to be offended by her rudeness, and maybe make an attempt to kill her or worse, torture her. 

But she was not scared by any of that. 

What scared her more was a man she could not comprehend. Intentions hidden so deep that she could not gauge through them.