-¡Por favor, Allura, no me hagas esto! -el albino se dejó resbalar por el vestido de la chica. -¡Puedes quitarme los modistas, o el tocador... pero por dios no me dejes en manos de ese galra! -Lance, palacio ve conveniente esto. Deja de lloriquear y apartate de mi vista antes de que te abofetee la cara. -la albina frunció el ceño. Allura, su hermana, desapareció junto a un galra alto, con un mechón amplio blanco. -Encima se lleva al que está bueno... -miró al que quedaba. -...y me deja al de la melena. Ahí empezó el martirio del alteano y la desesperación del galra. El galra que sería su sirviente y guardia. Veinticuatro horas al día. [Historia original de la autora.] [Aviso de smut y contenido +18.] [Prohibido el plagio y repost de la historia sin consultar a la autora.] (!) Diseño de la portada original. Créditos al autor del dibujo.

~"Shhh..." he whispered behind his ear, through the mask that kept his identity hidden from the world. "Cooperate, and you'll go to bed completely unharmed." ~ As Prince of Daibazaal, Keith's life isn't as perfect as it should be. Between the endless studies and training, his cruel father and an unwanted, arranged marriage, the last thing he needed was for a certain blue eyed thief to turn his world upside down. Lance, on the other hand, doesn't care much for royalty, though he is faced with them daily in his job as the royal hunter. To help his sick mother, he breaks into the castle at night under a different identity, The Blue Spark. Our two heroes cross paths one night, and no one could have predicted what happened next. Will the cheerful Lance be able to crack through Prince Keith's harsh exterior? And will the secretly caring Keith show Lance what it's like to be loved? Or will they stay stuck in their own lives, too stubborn to work together to deal with the danger of a rebellion against the cruel tiranny of King Zarkon? TW: abuse, violence, maybe some smut later on This is taken from an RP, so the POV will be constantly changing. Half the credits go to the amazing, beautiful, mindblowingly talented RavenfeatherTheLoner. Sidenote: My partner is not getting enough credit for all the work he does to create this story. I can't even begin to describe all the work he puts into it, and it would be less than nothing without him. He's the most talented person I know, and I appreciate him very much. ♡ •Hey hey! Raven here, the other writer of this novel. You might find multiple references to everything from books to movies of all types, so keep an eye out for that and point It out! I'd love to see how many references you catch hahah. With that said, give this story full of emotions, love, pain, fluff, drama, action, sacrifice and story built a try, I'm sure you won't regret It

Él hijo de Feyre es arrastrado a una maldición tan poderosa y siniestra que le hace revivir cada una de las pesadillas de la Corte Primavera. Acompañado de la princesa de esa corte, Caladrial ira descubriendo recuerdos dolorosos que tienen que ver con el pasado de sus familias. ¿Sera capaz de superarlas todas? La historia se hizo antes de saber que el nombre del hijo sería Nyx.