Lady Seraphina / Black Butler OC

Lady Seraphina / Black Butler OC

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In fog-drenched Victorian London, Lady Seraphina plays the perfect aristocrat by day-elegant, untouchable, draped in velvet and lace. By night, behind shuttered windows and flickering candlelight, she becomes an unseen chronicler, filling secret journals with the sins and scandals of high society. Her ink stains the city like spilled blood, exposing rot beneath the glitter. Cloaked in gothic shadows, Rosalyne (lady Seraphina) must balance poise and peril, for in a world of gaslight and whispers, masks are as dangerous as daggers. Will she be able to keep on her work while having the Queen's Watchdog's eyes' scrutinizing her every move?
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"No-please-don't do this!" Seraphina sobbed, her voice cracking as she clung to her eldest brother's wrist. "I-I'll be good. I'll do whatever you say, just don't-" A sharp crack echoed through the room as his palm struck her cheek, sending her crashing to the marble floor. Pain exploded across her skin, but it was nothing compared to the terror clawing at her chest. From above, his voice was cold. Unmoved. "You will marry him." She shook her head wildly, crawling backward until her spine hit the wall. "He's a monster," she whispered, her breath shuddering. "He's not human. Please, don't make me do this. I'll die." Her second brother crouched in front of her, grabbing her chin roughly, forcing her to look at him. His lips curled, eyes void of warmth. "Then die." Her breath hitched. "But you will die as his wife." The door behind them creaked open. Heavy footsteps. Her father stepped inside, his expression unreadable. "Lock her in this room," he ordered. "She will not step out until her wedding day." Sera thrashed as hands seized her, dragging her toward the massive iron doors. "No! Please-Father, please!" But he didn't even look at her. The last thing she saw before the door slammed shut was her brothers standing side by side, indifferent as she was thrown into a fate worse than death. Then darkness. And the only thing left was the suffocating truth. She was a sacrifice. A bride to the Sinister, a devil himself. #A STANDALONE BOOK

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