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The Thorned Bride

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"I am cursed to destroy everyone I love... and he's cursed to love me anyway."
When Serenya escapes a forced marriage to a cruel prince, she falls into the hands of Valerian-a vampire feared by all, yet drawn only to her. In the shadows of his ancient castle, their hearts wage a dangerous war between fate, desire, and the darkness that binds them.
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Cursed since birth, Serenya has been forced to live behind gilded walls, her very touch said to bring ruin to those who draw too close. Trapped in a world of courtly lies and cruel expectations, she has learned to hide her heart behind a mask of composure... until the night she escapes her fate as the bride to a merciless prince.

Her flight leads her into the hands of Valerian, a man cloaked in darkness and whispered about in fearful tones across the kingdom. A vampire, feared and respected, whose reputation for cold ruthlessness precedes him. Yet behind his piercing gaze lies something unexpected-patience, a sharp wit, and a strange gentleness that Serenya cannot bring herself to fear.

As they navigate the labyrinthine halls of his ancient castle, exploring hidden corridors, moonlit gardens, and shadowed chambers, a delicate bond begins to take root. They share pieces of themselves, old wounds, shattered dreams, and the chains of destiny they both long to break. But Valerian carries a truth he does not yet share, a truth that could shatter everything: he cannot be harmed by her curse... and he has been searching for someone like her for centuries.

In a world where love is as dangerous as it is forbidden, Serenya must decide if she can risk her heart for a man who might just be the most dangerous thing of all... the one person she cannot bear to lose.Tutti i diritti riservati

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The Velyn Pact

"In the beginning there was Aesharil, undivided and sacred, cradle beneath the twin moons. Seren, the White One, poured forth the breath of life; Veyra, the Dark One, guarded the silence of death. And as long as they danced in harmony, the earth remained whole. At the heart of Aesharil burned two flames: Elyrion, city of the rising sun, and Velyn, city of shadow and stillness. Two sisters, different yet united, entrusted with the keeping of balance. But humankind could not await the time destined for them. They hungered for eternity and raised towers of silver to seize the breath of the moons. Then Seren wept, and Veyra veiled herself in wrath: their tears fell upon the earth as fire and light. From their sorrow was born the Fracture, a wound that devoured sky and soil alike. And from the depths of that anguish rose the Avelyn, children of sin-creatures of light and shadow, keepers of mankind's memory. They offered a pact: that man should share the burden of sorrow in exchange for forgiveness. But the mortal kings refused. Thus began the War of the Moons, which shrouded the world for a hundred winters. In the end, when blood mingled with the waters of the Silver Lake, the earth's cry became a blade of light. Aesharil fell, and from her were born two enemy lands: Elyrion and Velyn. It is said that only the Lady of Shadows heard the echo of that cry, and within the silence of her mask she gathered the moons' final will. Thus she sealed the Pact, and from that day the children of the North knew not death, but only the eternal weight of remembrance. This is the wound that still divides the world, and this is the memory that must never be forgotten: for what once was Aesharil shall never return-except in the dream of the moons."