Fujinaga Sakuya
Cold. Untouchable. Merciless. The prince who never smiles. The one whose shadow moves a second too late. The heir rumored to have blood on his hands before ever wearing the crown. The truth? A curse coils around his soul ancient, deliberate, alive. Each night, when darkness falls, it begins to claim him. His veins blacken like ink spreading through water. His reflection blurs. His shadow stretches into something that is not entirely human. By dawn, he is himself again. Mostly.
About Fujinaga Sakuya
Cold. Untouchable. Merciless. The prince who never smiles. The one whose shadow moves a second too late. The heir rumored to have blood on his hands before ever wearing the crown. The truth? A curse coils around his soul ancient, deliberate, alive. Each night, when darkness falls, it begins to claim him. His veins blacken like ink spreading th...Read more