Mine Beyond Death |18+
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He rose from the ashes of his own damnation, chained to a curse older than time itself.
She-his forbidden salvation.
The one whose love condemned him,
and whose soul he vowed to claim in every life she's reborn.
She dreams of him but doesn't understand why the scent of lavender feels like fire, or why the man with golden eyes haunts her every breath.
Bound by fate, haunted by visions, Mayatra feels an invisible thread pulling her toward the stranger who knows her too well.
But some loves are not written in this life, they are carved in blood, sealed by a curse... and remembered beyond death.
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