Aurelian Cross
Floryn Mirelle never meant to fall in love with a man like Aurelian Cross. Not because he was unkind. Not because he was cruel. But because he was the kind of man who already belonged to a past that hadn’t let him go. He wasn’t loud. Didn’t walk into rooms expecting attention, didn’t carry the careless charm boys her age wore so easily. Aurelian was… quiet. The kind of quiet that wasn’t empty—but full. Full of things he chose not to say. People respected him. Some feared him. But no one ever really knew him. And that should have been enough to keep Floryn away. It didn’t. Maybe it was the way he always stood slightly apart from everyone else, like he didn’t quite belong in the same space. Or the way his eyes lingered—not on people, but through them, like he was constantly somewhere else entirely. Or maybe— it was the way he looked at her. Not often. Not obviously. But when he did, it was brief… and restrained… and gone too quickly to be imagined properly. Like something he refused to l
About Aurelian Cross
Floryn Mirelle never meant to fall in love with a man like Aurelian Cross. Not because he was unkind. Not because he was cruel. But because he was the kind of man who already belonged to a past that hadn’t let him go. He wasn’t loud. Didn’t walk into rooms expecting attention, didn’t carry the careless charm boys her age wore so easily. Aurelian...Read more