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Check out my other account for a dark romance. Book 1 and 2 are finished, i am slowly uploading the 2nd and starting the third! The first is very short, the second is a lot longer. It follows Clara, running from her husband, and right into two men in a small town who are more then just mechanics. The book contains adult language, dark scenes, and her flashbacks. 
          	
          	Account: Raven7329
          	Book 1: The shadows of mercy creek
          	Book2: Unbound and Ruined 

Ssapphire15

Check out my other account for a dark romance. Book 1 and 2 are finished, i am slowly uploading the 2nd and starting the third! The first is very short, the second is a lot longer. It follows Clara, running from her husband, and right into two men in a small town who are more then just mechanics. The book contains adult language, dark scenes, and her flashbacks. 
          
          Account: Raven7329
          Book 1: The shadows of mercy creek
          Book2: Unbound and Ruined 

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Sylphira is done being a secret.
          
          In the blinding, golden heat of Cresilis, power is bought with blood and carved into the skin. As a non-verbal healer, Sylphira is the Council’s greatest tool and their most shameful hidden treasure. But when the man she thought she loved tries to pay her off in gold instead of respect, something inside her finally snaps.
          
          She doesn't just walk away—she runs.
          
          She stumbles through forbidden woods and crashes into the edge of the world, where the ancient, humming Barrier separates the sun from the dark. There, through the iridescent film, she finds him: Onyxis. He is everything she was taught to fear—massive, draped in living shadow magic, and marked with obsidian ink that pulses with a terrifying, raw heat.
          
          There are no words between them, only the frantic language of her hands and the way he looks at her scars like they’re a tragedy rather than a gift.
          
          When her past catches up to her in the form of a golden-haired elite and a line of Council guards, Sylphira has seconds to make a rash, life-altering choice. Stay in the light that owns her, or reach into the dark for a man she barely knows.
          
          One touch. One tear in the fabric of the world. And Sylphira is pulled through the veil into a realm of permanent twilight and obsidian trees. She’s traded her sun for shadows, her cage for the unknown, and a man who couldn't hear her for one who doesn't need her to speak.
          
          Sometimes the only way to find your voice is to jump into the dark.
          
          
          SCARS THAT SHIMMER, part one through six it out now. 
          
          Author Note: I am still adding parts to my other books! I just released all 10 parts on "Truth Unspoken." Make sure to like and comment on any story you want to see more of!

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One week to rewrite a war. One week to survive the monster who took her.
          
          Vyrlla is a daughter of the Light-a Fae writer who believed the world was as simple as the stories she told. But the stories never prepared her for the day the shadows would reach out and snatch her. Kidnapped from the golden ridges of her homeland and dragged into a fortress of ash and iron, Vyrlla finds her world turned upside down.
          
          The "mindless monsters" of Fae legend have names, they have families, and they are starving.
          
          At the center of it all is Azric, the Commander of the Night-Stalkers. He is a predator with eyes that shift from violet to a soul-consuming black-the man who stole her from her life only to clothe her in indigo silks and arm her with a pen. He is cold, blunt, and stained with the blood of her kind, yet he is the only thing standing between her and a city that wants her dead.
          
          The ultimatum is simple: Vyrlla has seven days to write a record of the truth. If the ink on her pages can't stop the coming slaughter, Azric will stop being her protector and become her executioner. In a city of stone where the sun never rises, Vyrlla must find the words to bridge the gap-before the eighth day dawns in blood.
          
          Azric tucks a stray hair behind my ear, his touch making me shiver. "You have been the greatest reward, little bird," he whispers. I think for a moment he will kiss me before our goodbye, but instead, I feel a sharp, cold pain. I look down, my blood pooling from my stomach and onto his dagger. "But I do not have the luxury of enjoying a reward in a war."
          
          
          Part 1 through 4 is out now

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New book just posted! It is finished, but I have plans to go back and add a lot more detail at a late date. If you like fantasy and slow burn romance, this is for you. Veya falls in love with two twins, who her people are at war with. After the loss of her brother, she has to navigate how to let people back into her life, and she does just that when she crossed into enemy lines and finds its not so different after all. Follow the healers journey in Into Enemy Lines! Book two is in the works. like and comment what you hope to see.