Blood Moon's Curse
The last royal princess must face the blood-bound curse.
The night of the Blood Moon will change her fate—and the fate of her love—forever.
Raindrops fell lightly… yet cold enough to pierce her chest.
Lyra stood on the path in front of the castle, feeling as if everything around her had vanished.
And there, before her… he stood, the shadow of the past.
"Have you been dreaming… or have you forgotten me?" that voice echoed in her heart.
Lyra frowned, her breath catching. Those golden eyes… familiar, yet terrifying.
Seren… the prince of shadows, cursed as a beast.
Every step he took seemed to shake Lyra's heart.
"You will hear me as long as the curse binds us,"
he said, his voice soft, carrying a hidden secret in every word.
Lyra didn't know whether to fear him or approach him.
The feeling was mixed… both painful and warm at the same time.
The Blood Moon was coming, and everything… had only just begun.