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Welcome to the Veil lands, where monsters are the only ones who can save you.
Welcome to the Veil lands, where monsters are the only ones who can save you.
Zoraya:
I was living a peaceful life in Red Hollow.
Then I was chosen for the Blood Tithe.
One brand. One fortress of black basalt.
And a seven-foot warlord who looks at me like I'm the only flame in his winter of stone.
My priority is supposed to be looking for a way home.
But the ancient wards are unraveling.
The fortress is bleeding from within.
And I'm the only one who can stitch the magic back together.
I came here as a tribute.
In his arms, I'm becoming something far more dangerous.
Vlorn:
Decades of steel and strategy.
I’m a weapon forged for my clan.
But things changed the moment I claimed her.
A human seamstress with a mouth like fire and eyes like a winter storm.
She's a slip of a thing. Fragile enough to crush in one hand.
A war is at my gates and death is marching our way.
And for the first time, I have a weakness my enemies can smell.
Zoraya is my tribute. My property.
But the more I try to protect her, the more I realize I'm the one who needs saving.
Genre: Romance
Welcome to the Veil lands, where monsters are the only ones who can save you.
Zoraya:
I was living a peaceful life in Red Hollow.
Then I was chosen for the Blood Tithe.
One brand. One fortress of black basalt.
And a seven-foot warlord who looks at me like I'm the only flame in his winter of stone.
My priority is supposed to be looking for a way home.
But the ancient wards are unraveling.
The fortress is bleeding from within.
And I'm the only one who can stitch the magic back together.
I came here as a tribute.
In his arms, I'm becoming something far more dangerous.
Vlorn:
Decades of steel and strategy.
I’m a weapon forged for my clan.
But things changed the moment I claimed her.
A human seamstress with a mouth like fire and eyes like a winter storm.
She's a slip of a thing. Fragile enough to crush in one hand.
A war is at my gates and death is marching our way.
And for the first time, I have a weakness my enemies can smell.
Zoraya is my tribute. My property.
But the more I try to protect her, the more I realize I'm the one who needs saving.
Genre: Romance
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