LunaThe shadows still stalk my steps, even after two years.His voice still haunts my dreams, even after all this time.I swore I'd never dance with devils who paint their stories in blood again. Yet here I am, undone by a pair of storm-grey eyes that made me break every promise I ever made to myself.RomanEmpire built on logic. Kingdom ruled by control.I've survived this long by keeping my demons chained and my emotions buried. That's what I thought, at least... until I met a pair of forest-green eyes sprinkled with stars. Now I'm learning that the most dangerous obsession comes with freckles and the power to bring me to my knees.
