𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚟𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗. 𝚂𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝. Sylvaris was built alongside the beastly Undynes and sustained by centuries of a philosophical Balance. Princess Arienne Aravelle has spent years hiding parts of herself behind a smile, a title, and the expectations of an entire kingdom. But when refugees arrive carrying strange warnings and a cryptic letter addressed specifically to her, the careful balance of her world begins to unravel. Drawn into secrets buried deep beneath Sylvaris, Arienne finds herself chasing a truth someone has been trying to reveal long before she ever knew to look for it. The last thing she needs is a distraction. Unfortunately, a new frontier sentinel reassigned to the palace guard is unimpressed by her title and unshaken by her composure. He does not offer the polished deference she is used to. He does not look away when she wants him to. He sees her too clearly, and the longer he remains at her side, the harder it becomes to decide whether being seen is a violation or the first honest thing she has known in years.

I could recognize a vampire anywhere. No matter how long I've been away from my family, I will never forget the tenants that had been carved into my mind since childhood. They raised me to be a slayer, but I left to carve my own path. Atreus Rhodes threatened everything I built for myself. He can walk in the sun, touch silver without so much as a flinch, and even has a reflection. But I know a vampire when I see one. He's also my boss. And when he looks at me, he sees only one thing. Prey "I'm going to break you, Fire Lily. I'm going to make you beg me to fuck you. And when you do, I'm going to feed from you until your veins run dry." ~ This story has been given a mature rating for sexual content and is not suitable for all audiences. This story is entirely of my own creation. Generative AI was not used in any way. This story is only available on Wattpad. ~