The Void Between
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Cursed at birth and bound to shadows, Belladonna Thornweave walks the world as the feared Obsidian Witch. Her golden eyes enchant, her darkness consumes, and her every step blurs the line between savior and destroyer.
Her opposite is Seraphine Dawncaller, a paladin of radiant light and sworn enemy of the abyss. Chosen by the gods, she is everything Belladonna was denied-beloved, blessed, and destined to banish the dark.
When light and shadow collide, kingdoms tremble. But against horrors born from both, even rivals must stand side by side. In their fragile alliance lies hope... and the risk of a bond deeper than destiny itself.
Because the greatest danger is not that they will destroy each other-
but that they might understand one another.
This is an original story written by Charli McDonald and if anyone reads it I would be so grateful
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