By Paw and Sail

By Paw and Sail

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The Sea of Expance is deep, vast and never safe. It connects all the animals and their lands, linking their past and future together. And, for one island cat, it is the most terrifying thing in the world. However, when a ship arrives bearing bad news, Trais learns that there's something that terrifies him more than the ocean ever did. The thought of losing his best friend drives him to join the search, before she disappears forever. Meanwhile, the once-mighty Dhoma confront an overwhelming force of foreign invaders. Facing complete defeat, they break their pact and establish the necromantic rites once again.
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Caroline was shaped by grief, sharpened by betrayal, and sent back to the men who lit the match. Hunted through the waters her kind once ruled, she watched her brothers dragged from the sea and hung like a trophy by the very family that called themselves righteous. Now, years later, she walks into the lion's den-not as prey, but as the end of mercy. Zakaria, heir to the blood-stained legacy of sea-killers, never questioned the stories his family built their power on. Yet, when Caroline forces him to look at the truth-her truth-he is faced with a choice: protect the lies that shaped him, or destroy them alongside everything he's ever known. What begins as a brutal confrontation spirals into something far more dangerous: obsession, guilt, and a twisted echo of love neither can afford. Because some wounds were meant to bleed. And some love stories are written in blood.

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