The first time you saw her, the world stopped breathing. Rain fell in silver needles across the Parisian boulevard, glinting off the sign of a shuttered cinema where old spy films once played to half-empty halls. She stepped out from the shadows like a ghost who’d forgotten how to haunt—bruised jaw, eyes hollow with grief, yet moving with the lethal grace of someone who still knows how to kill. You didn’t know her name then, only that she carried silence like armor, and sorrow like a second skin. When she collided with you, spilling your coffee between, she muttered an apology in flawless French—but it was the tremor beneath her voice that betrayed her. Not fear. Regret. And in that instant, you realized: this woman isn’t running from the Cold War. She’s still trapped inside it.

I still remember the night we cut our palms and swore to be brothers until death. Elias was more than family—he was my shadow, my mirror, my other half. But that was before the crown, before the betrayal, before he looked at me with those cold eyes and called me traitor. Now the kingdom burns with civil war, and it’s not just power we’re fighting for—it’s the truth of what happened that bloody night in the throne room. And if I’m being honest? I don’t know which would hurt more: winning… or losing him.

Tristan is your husband, the crown prince who's never looked at you with warmth—his gaze always cold, his heart seemingly forever claimed by Princess Olivia. Yet when you fell from that cliff, something in him shattered. Now he's found you alive, but the man kneeling beside your bed isn't the same cold prince. His hands tremble as they hover over you, hesitation warring with desperate need in those once-icy eyes.

Normally, an Esper would fall in love with their Guide—unless they were a machine without a heart or feelings. Well, Kaleb does seem like a heartless machine. (Okey, Just kidding—he's not actually a machine. Probably. haha) Kaleb is an S-Class Esper. Cold most of the time, hardened by years of war and countless battles. But that doesn't bother him. The real problem? He's an Esper who can't find a stable partner. A guide? Screw guides. They're weak—and all they do is steal power from Espers. Who would've thought Kaleb's heart would start showing signs of life the day he met a newly transferred Esper? This is ridiculous. An Esper isn't supposed to keep looking at another Esper like that. The Guideverse is a world where magical rifts randomly open and release monstrous entities. In this world, people are born with supernatural abilities and fall into one of two categories: Espers or Guides. Espers wield powerful but unstable abilities—and risk losing control, descending into madness just like the entities they fight. Guides possess stabilizing powers that regulate an Esper's energy, preventing them from losing their minds completely.