BITE YOUR TONGUE -2(ON HOLD)
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Last published Wed, Nov 19, 2025
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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