dancingphantoms

𝘮𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘯𝘦, 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘪𝘷𝘺 𝘨𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘪'𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶She never expected things to unravel as they did when she arrived in London. It started out as a simple request from her Papa: travel to stay with her aunt, debut in the season, find a husband of considerable wealth, and acquire a prestigious title. Simple, truly. Laughably simple, if Isabel Hanover had anything to say about it. She was born charming, beautiful, and, most importantly, a 𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔𝒔. If she had the pick of the litter, surely one of them she'd learn to love... right?That is, until a letter arrived at the palace, sparking news that would change her season 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓.In seeking a marriage of convenience, can love blossom even in the darkest of places?© dancingphantomscover by @nightwvngs…

dancingphantoms

𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙨𝙚𝙚 𝙪𝙨 𝙩𝙬𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙞𝙣 𝙗𝙚𝙙𝙨𝙝𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨𝘼𝙪𝙜𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙖 𝙗𝙤𝙩𝙩𝙡𝙚 𝙤𝙛 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙚 '𝘾𝙖𝙪𝙨𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙚Benedict Bridgerton had always believed in true love.He was an artist. His soul bled for every emotion known to man. The small ones, the violent, torrential ones that ruined everything and everyone.Love, he knew, would be just the thing that'd create his most stunning pieces of artwork.He never thought he'd find it miles away from home, however. In a place most forbidden and fragile.But, hey, he was an artist. And she, She was his prettiest portrait yet.Cassandra Beverick did not believe in true love. She had. Once upon a time. Before she realised the world was a lot crueller to women than men, and the luxury of love was simply not afforded to her.Instead, her job was to marry rich and produce children. Her brother insisted on it. He'd paid for it too.A one way trip to London to find a husband and make good of her worth as a woman.The plans were simple and in motion...Until she reunites with a man she thought she'd never see again.𝑶𝑹 Wherein two lovers reunite in the heart of the London season.[Benedict Bridgerton x OC]cover by @nightwvngs…