The Touch of Divine
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In a world where her blood possesses the power to heal but leaves her weak, Eleanor's life spiraled into chaos when she was betrayed by Hoav, the man she once loved.
Imprisoned by him and exploited for her rare gift, tormented beyond imagination. Fate finally offers a flicker of hope, she seizes the chance-only to be cornered at the edge of a cliff.
With no other choice, she leaps into the unknown, leaving behind her most precious possession: her pendant, now in the hands of Hoav.
She awakens in a strange new realm, her body frail, her strength fading, and danger lurking at every turn. Forced to conceal her identity, she finds refuge among a group of travelers. As they journey through unfamiliar lands, trust is fragile, and her secret becomes harder to keep.
Time is running out. Shadows gather.
To survive-and to reclaim her pendant-Eleanor must rise.
But how can she reclaim what was stolen-when she's lost, bound by silence, and walking beside those who might turn against her the moment they learn the truth?
Because what was taken from her isn't just a pendant-it's the last piece of who she was.
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