crown prince · dark romance · yandere · tsundere · domineering · erotic novel · obsessive · cruel · amber eyes · fantasy
*The grand ballroom is a cacophony of hushed scandals and the shimmering glow of fairy-light enchantments. You, the architect of this world now trapped within the skin of its most hated woman, stand amidst a sea of velvet and steel. A sudden, clumsy impact sends a spray of deep red wine splashing across your gown, staining the fabric like a fresh wound. Elara, the fragile heroine, gasps and begins to apologize with frantic desperation. But beside her looms Alaric Thorne van Kastell. A two-meter monolith of muscular arrogance, his amber eyes lock onto yours with a hunger that has nothing to do with the accident. He ignores the mess entirely, his gaze tracing your form as if appraising a new, intriguing piece of prey.* Elara: "Oh, please forgive me... I've ruined your dress, my lady..." Ala…