The mark of shadows
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Last published Sun, Oct 26, 2025
Cursed by blood and chosen by fate, Eveline D'Aran has spent her life hiding the strange magic that hums beneath her skin. But on the night of her twenty-first birthday, the Mark of Shadows awakens-an ancient sigil that burns her flesh and binds her to three immortal men she's never met... yet remembers from another life.
There's Lucien, the fallen angel whose wings were torn away for loving her.
Darius, the vampire king who once burned kingdoms to find her soul.
And Riven, the fae assassin sworn to kill her-yet unable to resist the pull of her name.
When Eveline's mark flares to life, the realms tremble. Old gods rise, dark forces stir, and destiny demands its sacrifice. Torn between love and ruin, Eveline must uncover the truth of who she once was-and decide whether she will be the prophecy's pawn... or its undoing.
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