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Bound by blood and shadows

When Princess Yuyan is gifted a strange, ancient book by her father, she never imagines it would unravel everything about her previous life. The tale within speaks of an era erased from history—a forbidden love between a witch princess and a vampire prince, torn apart by thier difference, bound by blood, and buried in time. But what begins as mere legend soon begins to echo too deeply. Her dreams grow vivid. A prince with silver hair calls out to her from the shadows. And piece by piece, Yuyan is drawn into a story that feels achingly familiar… Centuries ago, the vampire realm was ruled by a merciless tyrant who killed his own brother. But the witches saw hope in the fallen vampire prince __the last prince born with light in his blood, and struck a terrible bargain to protect him. Raised in secret among them, he grew up beside the witch princess and a young love bloomed between them, unaware that fate had already chosen them. Until a mark—a bite—bonded them forever. As time went by, and a prophecy warned of a dark cursed age, a forbidden spell was cast. To save the prince and preserve destiny, the bonded witch sacrificed herself. The vampire prince was sealed in sleep for a thousand years, waiting for the one who would awaken him: the Seer. Now, as Princess dives deeper into the story, she doesn’t yet realize she is reading her own past. The bond she shares with the prince stirs once more, and the prophecy begins to move. Her younger brother—quiet, haunted by visions—is actually key that will unlocks everything. But as the bond weakens and shadows rise again, the world edges toward the very darkness the prophecy warned of. Will fate reunite the vampire prince and his witch princess once more? Will he fulfill the destiny written in blood? And what exactly is the Time of Darkness… and who survives it?.
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Bound to Evil

They didn’t crawl out of myths, they tore their way through them. Twisted beasts, forgotten monstrosities, returning to remind humanity why even remembering their names once felt like a mistake. The sky cracked. Fire fell. Oceans boiled. Cities bled. No warning came, only monsters, and with them a power system of unknown origins. Salvation perhaps, but not for all. It gave no strength to the unworthy, no shield to the coward. But to the brave and the gifted, it gave claws. As for the gods... they stood still, silent. But not necessarily uninvolved. For Lazar, the apocalypse was terrifying, sure. But mostly inconvenient. Nothing ruins carefully plotted revenge like the end of civilization. Most people crumbled. Lazar didn’t. Hope was a lie, luck was noise—he’d never relied on either. Cold, analytical, merciless: traits that made him dangerous before the fall. Now, they made him untouchable. The skills he’d honed for vengeance were the very ones demanded by this new world. And vengeance doesn’t vanish just because the world ends. It waits. He walks the ruins with people cut from the same jagged stone. Survivors, killers, outliers who aren’t just tolerated—they’re chosen. Lazar doesn’t carry dead weight. He builds a pack. They cross blood-soaked cities, twisted forests, and battlefields drowned in ash. The new world obeys one rule: evolve or die. Power comes at a cost, and hesitation gets you eaten. But the monsters aren’t the only predators. Some gods want their relevance back. Some humans want order. And some just want Lazar dead—because he doesn’t kneel, doesn’t follow, and doesn’t flinch. There’s a storm coming. Bigger than the one that ended the world. And Lazar intends to walk straight through it. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hello, I'm Barbare, the author. I hope you will like this novel and that you will help me improve it if you have something to criticize, I already wrote a novel in the past but I am far from being an expert after all. If you like it let me know by adding it to your library or vote for it. I hope you have as much fun reading as I wrote, or more because the writing process is not always fun. Good reading.
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