Novels by Fantasea

DAMIAN.The contract still burned between us, a tether that bound Selene to me in ways far more powerful than paper and ink could ever claim.I could feel the subtle tremble in her fingers as she slid the pen across the table, and I savored it—not for cruelty, but because it was the first honest emotion she had allowed me to see.She was mine now, at least for three months, and every step she took inside my suite was a step deeper into my world, a world that she hadn’t yet realized could consume her entirely.I led her deeper into the penthouse, my hand brushing the small of her back, guiding her without words. The city lights spilled across the velvet and glass, painting the room in golden streaks that made her hair glow and her eyes catch like fragile jewels.Each step she took was hesitant, measured, but deliberate—she knew she had crossed a line she could not uncross. Her pulse raced, visible in the flush of her cheeks and the way her lips parted just slightly, as if trying to con

SELENE.I forced a smile, even though my heartbeat was tripping over itself like it was trying to escape my chest.“Mr. Cross, you’re very intense, you know that?” I said, hoping humor would cut through the tension strangling the room. “Most people would just… ask normally. You know, like normal human beings?”Damien didn’t move. Didn’t soften. Didn’t blink.His gaze held mine with that same infuriating, overwhelming calm — a kind of quiet dominance that made the air feel tighter with every breath I took.“Normal doesn’t get my desired outcomes,” he said.I swallowed. My mouth felt dry. “You’re saying that like this is some kind of business negotiation.”“It is.”A chill rolled down my spine. “Damien, I—I don’t know what you think I am, but I’m not someone you can just… own.”The corner of his mouth twitched, not quite a smile. “If I wanted to own you, Selene, you wouldn’t be standing right now.”My stomach flipped violently. Was that supposed to reassure me? Because it definitely did

SELENE.I stepped back a few seconds after his words settled between us, trying to find air in a room that suddenly felt too small. My laugh came out shaky, thin, and absolutely unconvincing.“More than one night? Wow. Someone’s confident.”I tried to make it sound like a teasing joke, but the nerves bleeding into my voice betrayed me. Damien didn’t smile. He didn’t blink. He just continued watching me with that unnerving, predatory stillness that made my pulse jump and my palms slick with sweat.What the heck was his problem? Maybe if he tried loosening up, I wouldn't be so tense.“Arrogant,” I added, because silence stressed me out and he was giving me more than enough of it.His eyes remained dark and steady on mine, heavy with an unspoken promise I wasn’t sure I wanted decoded. Every second that passed stretched, taut and humming, like the air between us was a wire he was slowly pulling tighter. And for the first time since I started this line of work, I felt like I wasn’t the one

SELENE.“Promise me you’ll never forget this,” Ezra said, his hand brushing a stray lock of hair from my face. His eyes—bright, warm, and completely unguarded—held mine with an intensity I’d never felt before.“I could never forget,” I whispered, smiling up at him. “Not even if I tried. You're my Sunshine, so why would I give that up? Or do you want my life to be dark and gloomy?”"Of course not!” He fake sighed, before giving me a smile that could light up the room."Then it's settled. I'm not forgetting this moment. Ever!”He laughed softly, the kind of laugh that made the world feel like it existed only for us. “Good,” he said, pulling me closer. “Because I don’t plan on ever letting you go. You're stuck with me for life!”I giggled like a teenager in love.We were sitting on the rooftop of his apartment building, the city spread out below us like a glittering ocean. The sunset painted the sky in shades of orange and pink, and for a moment, the entire world disappeared except for u