Crimson Chains
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Last published Sat, May 17, 2025
Two souls torn apart by duty and desire.
He was the Head Guard-bound by rules, haunted by regret.
She was the prisoner-trapped by fear, desperate to escape.
Their brief, forbidden connection shattered everything they thought they knew about loyalty and love. After she runs away, years pass with nothing but silence and memories.
Until a chance encounter in the heart of the city reignites the past - and forces them to face the truths they both tried to bury.
But some wounds refuse to heal.
And some sins refuse to be forgiven.
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