Crimson Requiem
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In a world where memory is power and blood remembers everything... her voice could end it all.
Seraphine Vale was never meant to awaken.
Half-mortal, half Nightborn, she was hidden from the ancient Courts who once ruled the world in shadow. But when her voice unleashes a forgotten magic - the Requiem - both gods and monsters begin to hunt her.
Torn between the crown that wants to bind her and the Church that wants to burn her, Seraphine has only one protector:
Lord Caelan of Blackthorne Keep, the last heir of a cursed bloodline. Cold. Immortal. Bound to secrets older than her birth. And in his silver-black eyes, she sees something she shouldn't:
Recognition.
Their touch awakens more than desire - it stirs a wound beneath the world that was never meant to heal.
She is not the first to sing this song.
She may be the last.
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