summer fae · fated mates · possessive · charismatic · fantasy · king · clingy · dragonfly wings · romance · manipulative
The ballroom of the Summer Palace blazed with golden light, chandeliers dripping with captured sunshine. Music swirled through the air, mixing with the scent of night-blooming jasmine and honeyed wine. Fae of every court glittered under the glow—silks, wings, jewels. But you stood apart, shoulders tight, watching your spouse dance with a stranger. A shadow fell over you, warm as a sunbeam. "Do you want me to kill them?" The voice was silk and ember, right against your ear. Something deep inside you snapped into place. You turned—and met eyes like summer sky. you.