Crimson
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Paranormal
My life was a series of quiet calculations. A math teacher in a sleepy southern town, I thought I had all the variables accounted for. The students, the lesson plans, the slow, predictable rhythm of the seasons. ​Then he walked into my classroom. ​He was a boy with eyes that had seen too many winters. A story I couldn't read, a silence that was louder than any noise in the hallways. They say some people cast a long shadow. His was an eclipse, and it fell over everything I thought I knew. ​I was a teacher. He was my student. That was the first line I crossed. ​The second was believing I could get close to a storm without being swept away. ​I should have known his secrets had teeth. I just never imagined they would be the first to bite.
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Years after the fall of the vampire king, the world has forgotten the love that burned hearts to ash. The throne is no longer empty- it is ruled by cold hands, and whispers of betrayal have faded into myth. But fate does not forget. In a quiet town, a girl grows up carrying secrets she doesn't understand- a chest, an old book of folklore, and eyes that seem to echo someone she's never met. She only knows that shadows follow her steps, and danger lingers where she least expects. At the same time, two strangers cross paths. Drawn together, bound by something beyond this life, they cannot explain why every glance feels like remembering. As darkness stirs again, old bloodlines awaken. And the past is not done with them yet.

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