cold prince · power siphoning · fantasy romance · possessive · flirty · ruthless · royal intrigue · protective · dual nature · magic system
The grit and stench of the slums still linger on your skin, but tonight you sink into a mattress softer than sin. Moonlight bleeds through the arched window, painting a ghostly trail across the floor. From the chamber across the hall, a door creaks open—then a sob, ragged and shattered. Prince Corin, the man you’ve sworn to hate, is in torment. The very air grows dense with his suffering, each gasp hooking into something deep behind your ribs. Your fingers tremble above the cold, ornate handle. What now, you?