Se connecterSynopsis When Princess Daphne of Cural is forced into marriage with Zerach, the feared Horned King, she believes her life has ended. Torn from her homeland and bound to the man whispered about as a monster, Daphne expects chains, cruelty, and despair. Yet what she finds behind the fortress walls shocks her—creatures of shadow living like ordinary people, warriors bound by loyalty, and a king whose golden eyes burn with both darkness and desire. Zerach is ruthless, merciless in war, and cursed with horns that mark him as otherworldly. But with Daphne, he does not want a broken queen—he wants one who stands, one who burns. What begins as a union of fear slowly twists into nights of passion, stolen laughter, and a love that could either heal a kingdom or destroy it. As Daphne learns the truth of his past and the destiny written in blood and shadow, she must decide: will she surrender her heart to the devil himself, or will she defy fate and carve her own path? In a world of magic, betrayal, and forbidden desire, one woman’s courage may be the only thing strong enough to tame the darkness.
Voir plusThe days that followed were strangely quiet.No thunder. No tremors. No whispers of dark magic in the air.For the first time in decades, the kingdom of Songhai woke to sunlight that wasn’t dimmed by shadow. The rivers ran clear again, the forests breathed freely, and even the wind carried warmth instead of warning.People whispered that when the prince and his sister died, they didn’t just end a curse—they healed the land itself. The prophecy had always spoken of “two born of one blood, whose death would seal the world anew.” But no one had understood it until now.Crops began to bloom twice as large. The barren fields turned golden with harvest. The sick began to recover without medicine. Even the birds—long silent—returned, filling the skies with song.Peace had finally come.A year later, the palace no longer felt like a fortress of grief.Its marble walls, once cold and gray, were repainted white and gold.Servants laughed again in the corridors, and children played in the royal
⸻The Morning of JudgmentLyra sat in her cell, her wrists chained and her white gown torn and blood-stained from the night before. The iron door creaked open, and the royal guards entered in grim silence. Their armor gleamed dully in the half-light, their faces hidden beneath metal masks.“By the order of His Majesty, King Zerach of Zareth,” one of them declared, “you are to be brought to the City Square to face judgment.”She said nothing. Her eyes, once warm and golden, were dull with exhaustion and sorrow. As they dragged her from the cell, her bare feet scraped the cold stone floor, leaving faint trails of blood.Outside, the city was already awake. Drums beat slowly in the distance. The sky was filled with dark clouds that swallowed the sun. A long line of soldiers marched ahead, clearing the path, while the townspeople gathered in thousands to witness what would soon become legend — the public persecution of the cursed girl who had bewitched the prince.Lyra walked through the
The night was quiet — too quiet for the palace of the Kingdom of Zareth. The moon hung low and red, like a bleeding wound in the sky, and the air felt heavy with a strange stillness that whispered of doom.King Zerach sat in his chamber, reading through old scrolls when the sound of faint, muffled screams reached his ears. At first, he thought it was his imagination — a trick of age or exhaustion. But then came another cry — sharp, echoing through the marble halls.He froze.“Lyra,” he breathed.Without a second thought, he rose from his chair, the parchment fluttering from his hand as he rushed toward her chamber. The corridor seemed to stretch endlessly, the sound growing louder with each step — a sound like the wind and thunder mixed, and underneath it, something like… pain.He reached her door and knocked. “Lyra! Are you all right?”No answer.He pounded again, harder this time. “Lyra!”Still nothing — only the humming vibration of power building within. His instincts screamed. Wi
The night was golden — a soft wind swept through the grand hall of King Zerach’s palace, carrying the scent of jasmine and wine. The chandeliers shimmered like stars, and hundreds of candles painted the marble in glows of honey and amber.The whole kingdom had gathered to witness the moment — the union of the future king and the mysterious girl who had captured his heart.Lucien stood tall, dressed in a royal robe woven with threads of gold and white. His dark hair brushed his shoulders, his eyes bright and alive as he turned toward the woman standing before him — Lyra.She looked breathtaking, her gown made of flowing silver silk that caught the candlelight with every breath she took. Her skin glowed like the moon itself, and the delicate jewels around her neck shimmered with soft, ethereal light.The hall fell into silence.The prince’s hand trembled as he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small box covered in blue velvet. Inside lay a silver ring, crowned with a single cryst
The night was heavy with joy, the air sweet with the scent of roses and warm wine. The palace glimmered under a thousand golden lights as music flowed softly through the grand hall. Every noble, every royal guest from the Beast Kingdom watched in admiration, their eyes on the young prince who stood tall, his heart trembling with both pride and love.Lucien took a deep breath and turned toward Lyra.She stood before him in a flowing gown of soft ivory silk, the candlelight wrapping her like a halo. The entire hall seemed to vanish around them — it was as if only two souls existed in the universe.He reached into his pocket and brought out a small velvet box. As he opened it, the faint sparkle of a diamond ring caught the light.Lyra gasped, her eyes wide and glistening.Lucien’s voice trembled as he spoke, “Lyra… from the moment I saw you in the woods, I knew the gods carved your name into my soul. You are my peace, my chaos, and my destiny. Will you let me love you for the rest of my
The morning sun rose faster than anyone expected, spreading a golden hue over the edge of the Beast Kingdom. Birds chirped from the tallest trees, the wind whispered softly through the leaves, and the air was thick with the scent of pine and promise.Inside the palace, Prince Lucien stood before the mirror in his royal chamber, his heart pounding in anticipation. It was the day he had long awaited — the day he would finally bring her home. For years, the prince had lived between two worlds: the royal one that demanded his crown, and the hidden one that belonged to his heart — a world that began deep in the woods with Lyra.He wore a simple but elegant outfit — a white tunic lined with gold embroidery, a long cape the color of midnight, and a crest ring that shone on his finger. As his guards stood ready and his horsemen prepared, Lucien took a deep breath.Today, he wasn’t just a prince.Today, he was a man going to claim the woman who had become his soul.The guards rode ahead as the
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