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Blood of the Hollow
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Bloodbound Heir Blood of the Hollow
The shadows came fast—limbs that weren’t entirely solid, snarling mouths with too many teeth. Creatures not born of flesh, but of memory and curse. Guardians of the sword. Bound to destroy any who touched it… unless the heir proved herself worthy.Alya didn’t hesitate.The blade in her hand felt like fire and starlight, like vengeance wrapped in steel. As one of the beasts lunged, she pivoted on instinct, the sword arcing through the air with a scream of power. The thing shattered mid-leap—splintering into black smoke.Lucien had drawn his own blades, back pressed to hers.“This isn’t a test,” he growled, parrying another creature’s strike. “This is punishment.”“For what?” she shouted, slashing through another shadow that howled in a forgotten language.“For surviving,” he answered darkly.The chamber trembled around them. Runes on the walls flared, reacting to the blood now dripping from Lucien’s arm.The shadows weren’t retreating. They were circling.Alya felt the pull deep in her
Bloodbound Heir The Marked Ones
The first body appeared two days after the Rite.A hunter from the village south of the ghostline—throat torn, eyes wide, skin branded with a rune Alya had only seen in her dreams.Three jagged lines. One horizontal slash.A mark of war.Lucien said nothing when she touched the body. He didn’t have to. His silence was tight, deliberate. Calculating.“This wasn’t the King,” Alya said quietly, rising to her feet. “This was something else.”Lucien nodded once. “It’s a calling card.”She narrowed her eyes. “You know who it belongs to.”He hesitated for half a breath.Then, “The Marked Ones.”She stiffened. “I thought they were extinct.”“They were,” he said. “Until you woke up.”---That night, the house felt colder. Not haunted—but watched.Lucien paced near the front windows, every movement taut. Alya sat at the kitchen table, fingers tracing the rune she’d seen scorched into flesh.“They’re bloodline assassins,” he explained finally. “Trained to kill heirs. Trained to kill you.”“Whose
Bloodbound Heir What the Blood Remembers
Alya had started sleepwalking.Not every night.Just the ones where the moon hung too red and the ring on her finger burned too cold.She’d wake on the edge of the forest, barefoot and shivering, hands stained with dirt she didn’t remember touching. Once, Lucien found her standing by the well behind the house, murmuring words in a language neither of them recognized—until he did.It was Old Tongue. Royal vampire dialect.Dead for centuries.He never told her she was speaking it.Just wrapped a cloak around her shoulders and said, “Come back to me.”And she always did.---But it wasn’t just the sleepwalking.It was the way the memories crept in now, like ink bleeding through old parchment.Her grandmother’s death. The key. The mansion. The ring. The King.They had all been doorways, pieces of a puzzle she hadn't known she was solving.But now… now she remembered things she’d never lived.The scent of blood-soaked roses.The taste of iron wine from a silver cup.A name she had once ans
Bloodbound Heir Shadows of the Bloodlines
The horses moved fast through the dead woods.Alya clung to the reins, her cloak whipping behind her like wings of smoke. Lucien rode ahead, silent, his eyes scanning the fog for shapes that didn’t belong. No birds. No wind. Just frost-kissed branches and the faint hum of her ring beneath her glove.They hadn’t spoken much since they left Ebon Hollow.Not about the Ardent Order.Not about the heat that had passed between them.Not about how close they’d come.But the silence wasn’t empty.It was charged.It settled in the space between them like a breath before a scream.“Where are we going?” Alya finally asked, her voice low against the wind.Lucien didn’t look back. “To the one who saw the King before he became the curse. The one who tried to end him.”Alya’s brows knit. “Who?”He slowed his horse slightly, eyes narrowing as the treeline thinned. “Her name is Verelith.”“That sounds friendly.”“It isn’t.”They reached the edge of an abandoned cathedral by nightfall—its towers cracke
Bloodbound Heir What Follows the Silence
The silence didn’t last.It never does.One breath. That’s all Alya had before the ground beneath the altar shivered—not from power, but from footsteps.She turned sharply, heart slamming against her ribs.Lucien’s sword was in his hand before she could blink. “We’re not alone.”They weren’t.From the shadows beyond the broken altar, figures emerged—hooded, cloaked in ash and dust, their eyes burning gold beneath the veil of their hoods. Not vampires. Not human. Something older.Lucien cursed under his breath. “The Ardent Order.”Alya tensed. “What is that?”“They were supposed to be dead.”The lead figure stepped forward. A woman. Tall. Regal. Her voice was sharp and smooth like poisoned glass.“The King is gone. And in his place… something worse has risen.”Her eyes landed on Alya. Not hate. Not awe.Hunger.“You broke the chain,” she said. “You took the bloodthrone. You are the Herald now.”Alya’s voice was raw. “I didn’t take anything. I ended it.”“No, child.” The woman’s smile w
Bloodbound Heir The Depths
The air hit her first. Cold. Like a void.The next thing Alya knew, she was on the ground, chest heaving. Her body screamed with pain from the fall, but she couldn’t afford to think about it. She pushed herself up, the darkness around her nearly absolute, but something else—something—was pulling her forward. A glow.Not from the ceiling. From the walls.Runes, etched into the stone, pulsed faintly in the dark. The glow matched the same eerie, silver shimmer that had come from her ring. Alya staggered toward it, her instincts demanding that she follow the light.And there, in the center of the chamber, was the truth.A colossal stone altar.A circle of symbols burned into the floor, ancient and foreboding. But it wasn’t the altar that made her heart drop into her stomach.It was the body.Frozen in stone.A man. His face… familiar. Too familiar.Alya’s throat tightened. The stone figure had his eyes closed, but there was no mistaking him.It was Cael.But how?The runes flared brighter
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