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𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐄 | 𝟏𝟖+
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Ongoing, First published Sep 15
Mature
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In which he turned his back on the throne to worship a girl who never begged to be saved. 

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ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ʙᴏʀɴ ᴛᴏ ᴇɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅʟɪɴᴇ.

𝗦𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗺𝗲𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝘀𝘂𝗿𝘃𝗶𝘃𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝗺.

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𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 2 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐇𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐲 - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 | 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞

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Liora Solís always believed monsters lived in storybooks, until the day she met one beside a moonlit pond.

She didn't know the silent boy who clutched her locket would grow into a weapon. She didn't know his middle name carried a centuries-old vow. She didn't know her own name lived in the ledger of a family sworn to kill her.

All she knew was that he listened. And that, somehow... he saw her.

Years later, Liora is a college student who fights for freedom with soft hands and a stubborn heart. She doesn't belong anywhere near the Duarte empire, especially not their heir, Valen Azrael Duarte, the underground boxer feared as El Verdugo.

Everyone calls him a monster.

She once called him a friend.

And destiny calls him her executioner.

When their worlds collide again, kindness becomes danger. Obsession becomes fate. And the boy she once trusted becomes the man who holds her life in the balance.

Because in the Duarte family, Azrael is not a myth. Azrael is destiny. And Liora Solís is the one name he was never meant to spare.
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