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Thy Gothic Vampire
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Ongoing, First published Jul 28, 2020
Velen Casia is vampire but different. She prefers to go it alone having a lone wolf instinct. She's your normal goth girl well...except for the fangs at least and a habit of getting too curious for her own good.
So what happens if her life turns around in some ways that she wouldn't have expected to experience in the millennia that she's been stuck in limbo?
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Theia, Queen of the North, ruled with a composure as refined as it was ruthless. Whispers of her name drifted through the kingdom like winter's breath, sharp, unrelenting, and impossible to ignore. She was something far more dangerous, a ruler forged in frost and blood, whose mercy was seldom granted and never expected. Lamia arrived as nothing more than a whisper of misfortune, rescued from a life of cruelty best left buried and delivered into service within the palace walls. Unwanted, unseen, and achingly alone, she knew better than to draw attention, especially from a Queen whose favor could elevate or destroy with a single glance. But courts are treacherous places, where power is a game and hearts are liabilities. For beneath the Queen's polished restraint lies a storm not easily tamed, and Lamia, fragile yet unbroken, may be the only one who dares to stand within it. In a kingdom where loyalty is fleeting and the past never loosens its grip, one truth lingers... Even the most graceful courts are built upon blood.