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Her Dark Obsession

A Dark Fantasy Romance

Prologue: The Unseen Watcher

The night air was thick with magic. Lucian stood in the shadows, watching her. He had watched her for years, unseen and unnoticed, his presence lingering in the corners of her world.

Sophia was human—or so she thought. Living a normal life, laughing with her friends, excelling in school, and basking in the love of her foster parents. She was perfection wrapped in innocence, oblivious to the dark forces that circled her, waiting for her awakening.

And now, the time had come.

Her transformation was beginning.

Lucian clenched his fists. He knew what this meant. Every supernatural being that felt the surge of her power would come for her—some to worship, some to kill, and others, like him, to claim.

She was his fated mate. The prophecy was clear. And yet, she didn’t know him. Not yet.

But she would.

Her Dark obsession

Sophia paced the room, her thoughts tangled in the storm Lucian had unleashed. Everything about him was maddening—his intensity, his possessiveness, the way he made her feel like she belonged to him before she could even decide for herself.

Yet, the more she tried to resist, the stronger the pull became.

Ann's voice echoed in her mind, a distant reminder of the life she was leaving behind. You're different, Soph. You've always been different.

Lucian leaned against the doorframe, watching her with a mixture of amusement and frustration. "You keep pacing like that, and you'll wear a hole through the floor."

Sophia shot him a glare. "Maybe I'm trying to think."

He smirked. "And what have you decided?"

She hesitated, biting her lip. "That none of this makes sense."

Lucian pushed off the frame, his movements slow, deliberate. "It doesn't have to make sense. You just have to accept it."

She scoffed. "That's easy for you to say. You've known about all of this—about me—for years. I only just found out that I'm some lost fae princess, that my stepbrother wants to marry me to take the throne, and that my body is suddenly changing in ways I don't understand."

Lucian's expression darkened at the mention of Sean. "He won't touch you."

The finality in his tone sent a shiver down her spine. "You keep saying that. But what if I don't want you protecting me? What if I want to make my own choices?"

Lucian's jaw tensed. "You're free to make whatever choice you want, Sophia." He stepped closer, and she held her breath as he loomed over her. "But no matter what you decide, you are mine. That will never change."

Her heart pounded. She wanted to argue, to tell him that she didn't belong to anyone—but deep down, she wasn't sure if that was true anymore.

Because when Lucian looked at her like that, when his voice dropped to that sinful whisper, when his body heat wrapped around her like a possessive embrace…

She was losing this battle, and worse—she wasn't sure if she wanted to win.

Chapter 19 – The Unbreakable Pull