Synopsis – The Devil in St. Lumina

He wasn’t supposed to want her.
She wasn’t supposed to touch him.
But the moment they meet… temptation becomes destiny.

Marcelline  enters St. Lumina University with a body made of curves and a smile made of sin—
a breathtaking danger wrapped in silk and secrets. She move  like a sin slipped into human skin—
dangerously beautiful, wickedly confident, and born to ruin the self-control of every man who looks too long.

Maximilian Brooks, 
The ruthless CEO with a voice made of command and a stare sharp enough to cut is used to bending entire industries to his will.
But one smirk from Marcelline—and he forgets how to breathe and loses every rule he ever lived by.

She pushes him.
He pins her with a stare that feels like a kiss.
Their tension is the kind that ruins sleep and shreds morality.

Every time she gets close enough to whisper,
he imagines dragging her even closer.
Every time he steps toward her,
she looks at him like she wants to undress him with just her thoughts.

Their chemistry is not innocent.
It’s molten.
Addictive.
Dangerous.
Detonation.

Every glance is a challenge.
Every word is a provocation.
Every accidental touch feels like a promise neither of them should ever make.

But Marcelline isn’t human.
The power inside her coils like a lover’s hand—hot, wild, and barely controlled.
It leaks into the world, twisting Eleanor into something monstrous…
and drawing the attention of a dark entity hungry for Marcelline’s power.

Maximilian should stay away.
He knows she’s a walking disaster.
He knows touching her could shatter everything he’s built.

Yet every time she smirks…
every time she challenges him…
every time she breathes his name like a promise—

he forgets the consequences.
He just wants her.
All of her.
Every sinful, forbidden part.

Their connection is passion sharpened into a weapon, desire strong enough to scorch reality, and danger wrapped in velvet.

Because nothing about Marcelline is safe.
Not her lips.
Not her secrets.
Not the way she looks at him like she could ruin him…
and he’d let her.

This is a story of dark desire, supernatural temptation, and two powerful beings discovering that obsession can be far more dangerous than love.

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◇ CONTENT WARNING ◇

This story is intended for mature audiences (18+) --> [NO RAPE]
It contains themes, scenes, and dynamics not suitable for younger readers, including:

• Sensual & Intense Romantic Content

• Slow&fast burn and high-heat chemistry

•Seductive tension

•Sensual scenes, intimate moments, and adult situations

•Dominant / possessive energy between leads
( explicit graphic details.)


◇Dark & Supernatural Elements

•Occult energy, entity possession

•Psychological tension

•mild & more horror elements

•Characters with dangerous, unnatural powers


◇ Emotional & Power Dynamics

•Characters with morally gray intentions

•High-intensity emotional tension

•Moments of obsession, jealousy, and dominance

•Flirtation with dangerous consequences


◇ Reader Discretion is Advised

If you enjoy:

Dark romance

Supernatural seduction

High-tension chemistry

Magnetic, powerful leads

Forbidden desire and danger woven together


—then you’re in the right place.

Prepare for a story filled with sinful smirks, heated glances, dangerous secrets, desires burning in passion and a connection that could destroy them both.


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And Marcelline… was losing her damn patience.


Every clue she chased looped into a dead end. Every archive, every old grimoire, every forbidden text Victor smuggled for her… nothing connected clearly. It was like someone had sliced the truth into pieces and scattered them across the world.


Marcelline slammed a book shut so hard that dust puffed into the air.


Leo, sitting cross-legged on the couch while sharpening one of her blades, looked up with a wince.


"You're going to break another table if you continue like that."


She shot him a glare, and Leo sighed gently.


Then, in a careful tone — the kind he used when she was especially volatile — he said:


"Break? We're dealing with an anomaly that doesn't want to be found."


"And you haven't slept properly in days. Maybe shift your focus for a bit. You know… like attending St. Lumina University. You did take admission, remember? And the reporting date passed already."


But yes — she had completely, absolutely forgotten that she was supposed to show up. She had gotten accepted as a cover identity, and then real chaos dragged her away from it.


She leaned back in her chair, rubbing her temples.


"You know what… fine. Maybe I do need a break."


Marcelline kicked his leg from under the table, and he yelped.


For the first time in weeks, Marcelline stepped out for something NOT related to demons, portals, or twisted bloodlines.


She hit the mall, grabbing what she needed with her usual efficiency:


a bag big enough to hide at least two weapons


a few accessories Leo forced her to buy ("Look less like a walking death threat.")


By the end of the day, she stood in her room, everything laid out neatly.


Dinner was unusually peaceful — no demon emergencies, no research papers exploding into smoke, no Victor calling to flirt.


After eating, Marcelline stretched her sore muscles.


"Get some real sleep for once. I'll wake you if something happens."


They both chuckled and walked to their rooms.


Marcelline fell into bed, her new bag packed beside her.


she closed her eyes without expecting a shadow to drag her into nightmares.


Tomorrow would be her first day at St. Lumina University.


Exactly the break she didn't know she needed.


Chapter 81 - . Break