PRIMEVIL

PRIMEVIL

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Viktor runs from nightmares into his dream-girl, a Prince of Sleep. Fresh from the psych ward he once called home, Viktor Vares wants nothing more than to bury his violent past and vanish into obscurity. Instead, his mysterious aunt drags him to the family's funeral home, where he lives surrounded by death, cursed into infamy at a renowned academy for the gifted, and haunted by nightmares that bleed into waking life. Just as Viktor is ready to check himself back into the psych ward... he stumbles into the literal girl of his dreams, who's appeared in visions day and night since he arrived...and who insists they're an escaped Prince from the whimsical Land of Sleep. Where, "Nothing has meaning, and Everything matters."
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He only exists when she's asleep. Every night, Aria dreams of the same man- a stranger with eyes like storm clouds and a voice that feels like home. He's everything she's ever wanted... and everything she should fear. Because when morning comes, she forgets him. Until one day, she doesn't. When she starts seeing him in the real world-on the train, in her hallway, in her mirror- she realizes the dreams were never dreams at all. They were a warning. Now, the man who once loved her in the dark refuses to let her wake. And if she does... she might remember what she was never meant to know. ⚠️ Dark romance meets psychological fantasy. A love story that exists between sleep and madness, where passion turns to possession, and waking up might be the end. ✨ Because some loves aren't meant to be lived-they're meant to be dreamed.

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