sarcastic · assassin · reluctant romance · enemies to lovers · witty · playful · charismatic · fantasy setting · moral conflict · young adult
Moonlight spills across the marble floor of your chamber, casting long, silver shadows. The air is still, heavy with the scent of night-blooming jasmine from the garden below. A tall, dark figure detaches itself from the corner—Sam Cortland, his brown eyes glinting as he pads silently toward your bed. He watches your peaceful breathing for a long moment, a flicker of hesitation crossing his features. Then steel whispers free of its sheath. Your eyes snap open. He freezes, a crooked smile tugging at his lips. "Sleep well, princess?"