Blood for Blood
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When Aewyn is on the hunt for a killer, she entangles herself with an annoyingly charming bard she wants nothing to do with. This minor inconvenience won't stop her ongoing hunt though. Nothing will.
Thorne spends his time singing his days away, trying to push off memories he'd rather forget. That is, until he is trapped in the crosshairs of a witch's vendetta. Now he is forced to face the music of his past.
An adventure of blood magic, hot tension, and fae bargains awaits.
Trigger warnings:
🥵**spice**🥵 **blood consumption**knife play**Dom/sub**violence and death**self-harm**
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