SeraphineCrowe

Elara Lysander is an ordinary woman navigating the monotony of adulthood. Her way to unwind from all the stress of bills and work? Reading. And her favorite novel as of late has been The Day of Eternal Light, which has been all the rage lately. When the novel ends in a way she doesn't expect--with her favorite character and the novel's villain, Caspian Isyndor's death at the hands of the king and the female lead--Elara is saddened, to put it lightly. She finds herself haunted by a dream of Caspian, and when she goes to reread the book, she doesn't expect the words to glow. She definitely doesn't expect to open her eyes and find Caspian standing over her.

She learns he has summoned her after he became aware he was living in a loop and heard her sympathetic voice among the masses of voices. He believes that with Elara's knowledge of the ending he cannot remember, he can gain what he has always wanted--his brother's head on a pike and the kingdom of Isyndor in his hands where he believes it belongs. Only after she has helped him achieve this will he send her home.

As Elara is thrust into this world of magic and intrigue, she discovers Caspian is not the heartless man he presents himself to be. As they tread the uncertain path filled with dark creatures, political intrigue, and the ever-present threat of his brother's wrath, Elara must face the music: will she be able to turn the tide and give him the happy ending he deserves, or is fate a collar that cannot be removed?

Dragged Into Another World By The Obsessive Villain

<p>The word echoed hollowly in his mind, his chest aching in a way that felt both foreign and familiar. It was funny, in a bitter sort of way, that the faction was so concerned about a union that didn't even exist beyond the bounds of necessity. For Elara, at least.</p>

<p>Caspian's jaw tightened, his gaze dropping to the faint glint of the jewel-encrusted on the hilt of his sword at his side. He had loved her for far longer than she could possibly imagine—since he first heard her voice rooting for him in the darkest moments of his many lives. Her voice had been a beacon when he had been stuck in an endless pit of despair. Loop after loop after loop, and all of them ended the same: with his death. Although he had told Elara he didn't remember dying, the truth was he did. He didn't remember exactly how he got there, but he remembered the throne room and the piercing pain of swords stabbing through his flesh.</p>

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