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CHAPTER 18 - The Transition
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14.08.2026 14:32:15Three months.
It had been three months since Lilith Morgana Vane married Malthus Devourer.Yet for Lilith, those three months felt like thirty long years.The marriage that was supposed to mark the beginning of a new chapter had instead become the architect of her ruin.No one had warned her of what was to come.No one had told her that her husband was a vampire.No one had told her that Malthus's blood had seeped into her own veins.<
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