Damara
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Currently not updating due to writing my second project "In the grip of the Alien".
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Damara isn't your typical traveler. As a Watcher, an ageless being tasked with safeguarding the worlds, her travels are far more intriguing - and perilous.
Damara seeks guidance within the walls of a Serbian church, its priests sworn to a vow of silence. There, she encounters Srebren, a young soon-to-be priest, with eyes that pierce through her carefully constructed facade. Their fates become irrevocably intertwined after she decides to rescue him.
Damara is a thrilling blend of romance, historical fiction, and fantasy that speaks of duty, love, and fight for faith. Damara and Srebren must confront their destinies, both as individuals and as the threads of fate bind them together.
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(The artwork featured in my cover photo was sourced from Pinterest. I do not own the original artwork; I have only added the title and a few design details.)
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