Ember Bound
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Last published Tue, May 13, 2025
Mia's POV:
I thought Hawthorne Academy would be my escape-my freedom from the cold, heartless home of my stepmother. But I wasn't prepared to face the real truth.
I'm drawn to the cold, icy blue-eyed boy like a moth to a flame-the one who haunts my thoughts but hates me the most.
Lucas Alaric.
My mate... my soulmate.
The fear of rejection drives me to take drastic measures-ones that could destroy me.
His heart is a fortress built on pain, and I can't seem to stay away, no matter how hard I try.
Lucas' POV:
They say finding your mate is the greatest happiness one can know. But I know better. It's a curse.
I know what it can do-how it can destroy you.
My sister's death is a scar that will never heal. I don't want a mate to drag me down the same path.
But Mia... she's different. Every time I look at her, I feel a strange pull. I can't seem to stay away.
I can feel her heart, her pain, and it cuts deeper than any magic ever could.
And I hate it... I hate her.
Love only leads to destruction.
But when secrets unravel and fate begins to burn, will love be their ruin-or their redemption?
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