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Rhys - Broken Soul
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    Time 39m
Ongoing, First published Apr 27
Mature
Captured. Tortured. Changed forever.

After three years as the prisoner of a sadistic Roman vampire obsessed with preserving her ancient ways, Rhys finally escapes-only to find himself a stranger to his own body. As the only half-vampire in existence, he has no idea what he is, or how to survive the violent darkness festering inside him.

In 18th-century Europe, there's no name for PTSD, and Rhys believes he's cursed-especially when his blackouts leave nothing but blood and ruin in their wake. Hunted for breaking the supernatural Masquerade, he's captured once again-this time by two ancient Egyptian rulers who enforce the law with ruthless precision. When their attempt to execute him fails, they realize Rhys is something unprecedented... and dangerous.

Given a cruel choice-serve the Egyptians, or die-Rhys agrees, driven by one desperate hope: to one day return to his family in Scotland. But healing doesn't come easily. Haunted by trauma, hating the very creatures he must now call his allies, Rhys battles for control of his mind, his body, and his freedom.

A story of survival, vengeance, and the long, painful journey toward inner freedom.
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