A Vow in Velvet Shadows

[Dark Romance | 21+]

Princess Lirienne Raventhal was carved not from light, but from frost.
Crimson-eyed and silent-tongued, she walks through gold trimmed halls like a specter.. beautiful, untouchable, and wrong in all the ways a royal daughter should never be.

Her younger sister, Seraphyne, is the darling of The Empire.
Golden-haired. Gentle voiced. Everything Lirienne is not.
When Seraphyne dances in the arms of Elionyx Thornecrest, the nobleman who once promised Lirienne forever, something inside her snaps.

But Lirienne does not beg. She waits, and watches. Until a shadow moves.

Zarek Vaelthorn, heir of a brutal bloodline and a house that should've fallen decades ago, arrives not with war but with silence. Cold-eyed. Cloaked in black.
He says little. But he sees everything, especially her.

He sees the fury behind her stillness. The grief wrapped in iron.
And the dangerous truth she tries to bury behind a crown. She should ignore him, He should walk away but, monsters don't run from mirrors.

To Zarek, Lirienne isn't royalty, she's ruin in velvet.
And to Lirienne, Zarek isn't a ordinary Duke he's a weapon that hasn't been claimed.. not yet. Love like theirs doesn't bloom. It burns in darknesss.

Touching a man like Zarek comes with consequences.
He doesn't love gently, He devours. Possesses. Never lets go, and touching Lirienne means surrendering to hunger. Once touched, neither of them knows how to stop.

That night, beneath a ceiling of chandeliers and lies,
two predators danced in the shape of royalty. It wasn't romance, It was recognition.

And neither of them stepped away.