Aciee_GelaTin

All she wanted was to love and be loved, but what she kept getting was either fake love or nothing at all.

Seraphine has the power to seduce people. She unwillingly makes men fall for her and breaks their hearts. To avoid that, she often disguises herself as plain and boring. The only ones who can resist her charms are those who are truly in love – 

As well as the cold-hearted Crown Prince who seems to be an exemption.

"You? A dangerous huntress? You’re mistaken, milady. Nothing's more dangerous than a man who's been seduced - not even a succubus."

Despite his handsome looks, impressive accomplishments, and overflowing charisma, Eric wasn't interested in anything other than the throne. Love didn't exist in his world. He's a tyrant in the making and an untamable beast.

But now, His Highness has a new target other than the throne.

"Wanna see who's more dangerous? An inexperienced succubus who really can't seduce a man if it's not for her power or a predator who's raring to devour his prey at this very second?"

Seraphine thinks that Eric can be quite a beast indeed, especially with that hungry gaze of his that keeps brimming with wants and needs.

--- Story Synopsis ---

Seraphine is secretly a succubus who already lived two lifetimes. 

During her first life, she lived in the modern world as this lonely orphan whose love was always unrequited. In her second one, she was a Count's adopted daughter who had an unrivaled beauty that made the Duke fall for her. 

While she died feeling unloved in her first life, she was killed by a deadly form of love in her second one. Because she used to thirst for affection before, she allowed the abusive and obsessive Duke to lock her up until the day she died -

Without her knowing that he was cheating on her, that all the people she trusted had betrayed her, and that the love she was receiving the whole time was not genuine after all.

When she and everyone else found out that she was actually a succubus, they burnt her to death while she was still locked up. They thought that she was a demoness who deceived them into thinking that she was a goddess.

Now that Seraphine woke up to her third life, she won't crave for love anymore. She won’t pursue anyone’s affection again. Instead, she wants to learn how to love herself more. 

That's until Seraphine met the unattractive and shabby-looking Eric one day who turned out to be the Crown Prince in disguise.

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Succubus - a demon or supernatural entity in female form that appears in dreams to seduce men.

[Warning: Mature Content]

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The Tyrant Prince and His Succubus

Ferdinand is already at the door, appearing with all his glory and greeting them like the debonair gentleman that he is.   


At that moment, the three of them are the only ones who are not in their proper places. Everyone else is already done. Now, they stick out like some sore thumbs whose faces have paled at that very second, which then eventually earns the nobleman's flummoxed reaction. He came to a halt as soon as he laid eyes on one particular person among the crowd –


And it's this mound of filth that seems to be the size of a little girl.


"Oh my… Have I intruded at the children's playtime?" Ferdinand asked with an enigmatic tone and expression – seemingly neither disgusted nor repulsed by such a sight.


"No, my lord. Forgive me for letting you see something like this. I'm very, very sorry…" the Headmistress shamefully apologized as she dragged the two children out of the way.


"And good day to you too. It's a pleasure to have you here today, Count Esmeralde."


While Clement only keeps silent and lets their guardian tug him by his arm, Seraphine is too stiff to even react to anything.


She stays still and quiet during the whole exchange. Deep within, though, her rioting storm of emotions is on the rise once more. She can't believe that she is seeing her adoptive father again – or rather, meeting his younger version for the very first time. 


From then on, she is not sure of what she is truly feeling. She just goes numb. It's as if her senses are no longer working. She doesn't know what to do or how to take his inscrutable response.


Yet as soon as Seraphine makes eye contact with Ferdinand, things become a little clearer.


'Oh, he is…' she thought the instant she understood.


It turns out that he is only hiding how grossed out he is this whole time.


There is the faintest look of repulsion in his eyes, giving her the impression that she is making his skin crawl. He appears sickened enough that he can't help but look away from her immediately. 


And as Ferdinand walks further inside the room with the Headmistress in tow, leaving both Seraphine and Clement to fend for themselves, she can see how much she has repelled him.


'I see… So, then… This power doesn't work all the time. How relieving…' Seraphine then mused in surprise and enlightenment.


'In that case, as long as I cover my face or something, the power won't activate. Perhaps, a disguise can work too?'


"Sera…?" Clement called from beside her, concern laced in his voice.


Without her realizing it, tears are starting to pool in her eyelids.


All of the sudden, she feels like crying. She knows what has caused it, but she doesn't want to admit it. In fact, she refuses to even pay any attention to the feeling – to the feelings of neglect and abandonment that tried to resurface when her supposedly adoptive father downright ignored her.


Indeed, as much as she doesn't want to admit it, she is hurt.


Even though Ferdinand had done much worse to her, Seraphine still felt hurt. After all, she already got used to being loved and cared by him. He had spoiled her so much that she forgot how it felt like to be lonely at some point. She couldn't help but miss those old times.


Surely by now, though, there is no going back. She can't let history repeat itself. She can't deceive anyone again, and she can't let anyone deceive her as well.


'Father will adopt a different child. That is fine…' Seraphine quietly told herself, not wanting to regret this decision.


'Yeah. That's right. This should be for the better."


And yet, she can't stop the tears from flowing.


What a Succubus Has to Lose II