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🩸 CRIMSON PRIDE
A Dark Blood Novel
Jay had never believed in mercy.
Power was balance.
Desire was control.
And love-love was a weakness that got blood spilled.
He ruled the night with discipline, his Dark Blood refined into something sharp and immaculate. No hunger he could not command. No emotion he allowed to linger.
Until she refused to kneel.
Min A-ra did not look away when his shadow swallowed the room.
She did not tremble when his gaze pinned her in place.
She met him with calm defiance-bright, steady, unimpressed.
And that unsettled him more than fear ever could.
She was not joy incarnate.
She was not destiny written in blood.
She was a question.
Jay did not reach for her.
Did not touch.
Did not claim.
He watched.
Because desire, when uncontrolled, was the fastest way to fall.
But Dark Blood had begun to change.
Somewhere in the city, a vampire had chosen love over eternity-and the night had not forgotten.
A mark burned faintly beneath Jay's skin, awakening something he had spent centuries mastering.
Not hunger.
Doubt.
> "You can own the night," she said once, quietly,
"but you don't own me."
For the first time, Jay wondered what it meant to want something he could not dominate.
Seven bonds were tightening.
Six stories were beginning.
And pride-pride would be tested.
Because some loves are not taken.
They are earned.
And when desire finally bows-
it will not be gentle.
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🩸 A slow-burn story of power, restraint, and love chosen without fate.
🩸 Dark Blood does not forgive easily.
🩸 Neither does pride.