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Bound by Darkness: Shadowborn
Last Updated : 2025-09-16
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Bound by Darkness Book 1 Therrin was born with a secret that could destroy her—she shares her body with her twin soul, Ari, a second consciousness with her own desires, ambitions, and dangerous will. When a chance meeting with the enigmatic fey warrior Dion awakens a prophecy, the sisters are thrown into a world of shifting loyalties, forbidden magic, and a destiny neither of them asked for. But Dion isn’t the only one drawn to them. Ciaran, a dangerous shadow lord, obsessed with Therrin, convinced she belongs to him. His pursuit is relentless, his devotion twisted, and his obsession threatens to unravel the fragile balance between Therrin and Ari. And in the darkness beyond them both, a mysterious Mistress watches, pulling strings neither soul can see until it’s too late. As war brews and shadowspawn hunt them, Therrin and Ari must decide whether to fight together or risk being torn apart forever. Trust becomes a weapon, desire becomes a battlefield, and every choice pushes them closer to a fate written in shadows.
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Authors Note & Prologue
Author’s Note
Thank you for stepping into the shadows with me. Shadowborn is a story that was never meant to be soft. It’s sharp-edged, tangled in blood and magic, born from the ache of being too much and not enough all at once. Therrin and Ari—two souls forced to share one body—represent what it means to fight yourself and still hope to be loved. Their journey isn’t easy. It was never meant to be. This book explores the thin line between power and surrender, light and shadow, love and control. It walks the edge of desire and danger, and it does so unapologetically. Every chapter was written with the intention to make you feel—uncomfortable, breathless, seen. If you made it to the end, I hope it left marks. The kind that haunt in the best way. There’s more coming. The story doesn’t end here—and neither does the darkness. Until then, K. Lyn Leigh Prologue Darkness. Pitch black. A space void of light. That's all I see when I open my eyes. To be blind is a dangerous thing. People always say that when you lose one sense, the others sharpen to compensate. But for me? That's an understatement. You see, I wasn't born blind. I was a normal, healthy child. Well… mostly. I was color blind—only able to see in grayscale. Not that it mattered much. Nobody knows exactly what caused it. My mother, Thetis, doesn't carry the gene, and my father is completely normal. That's how genetics work, right? That's how a girl ends up color blind. But I guess I'm the exception. I didn't lose my sight at birth. I became blind after something happened when I was six years old. I don't remember much. Just fragments. Flashes. The way the world changed afterward is what stayed with me the most… Now, I can feel the blades of grass before my feet touch the ground. I can hear the beat of a dragonfly's wings from miles away, fluttering by the river. My hearing is sharp enough to count the milliseconds between each rhythmic thrum. It's beautiful—and unbearable. My other senses are just as intense. So you can probably imagine how overwhelming things get when I come across something unpleasant. But I don't react. I don't show emotion. It's easier that way. I should've introduced myself sooner. My name is Therrin. My friends call me Thera. And I'm a shifter. Being a shifter isn't like it is in the books or movies. There are no werewolves under a full moon, no sudden transformations under rage. In truth, we're a coven of witches—rare ones—gifted with the ability to shift into the creature of our choosing. Ironic, isn't it? The one thing I was born to do… I'm told I can't. Because I'm blind. How can a girl shift into a wolf or a panther if she's never seen what they look like? That's what my coven believes. They think I'm useless. Powerless. A burden. But here's the thing: I can shift. Better than any of them. I never meant to learn. I never even tried. Not after they told me I couldn't. But then it happened— By accident.Latest chapter
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Author’s Note – Thank You To my incredible readers, If you’ve made it to this point in Bound by Darkness: Shadowborn, I need you to know something — I am endlessly grateful for you. Whether you devoured these pages in a single sitting or savored them piece by piece, your time, your attention, and your willingness to step into Therrin’s world means more to me than words can fully capture. Writing this story has been a journey, not just for the characters you’ve met, but for me as well — one of late nights, stubborn scenes, and moments where the characters seemed to run ahead of me and refuse to look back. From the moment Therrin’s shadow-laced destiny took root in my mind, I knew hers would not be an easy path. This book is the beginning of something larger, darker, and far more dangerous than even she realizes — and watching you, the reader, take that first step with her has been a gift I’ll treasure always. You’ve met Ther
Last Updated : 2025-09-16Bound by Darkness: Shadowborn Bonus Chapter: The Queen Returned
The Mistress’s POVThe portal closed behind her like the seal of a tomb, swallowing light and sound alike. For a heartbeat, the Mistress lingered in the darkness, savoring it, inhaling the stale, heavy air of a realm that had been abandoned to time. The stones beneath her feet thrummed faintly with residual magic—the heartbeat of a world shaped by her will, a home grown from ash and shadow. Home. Or what remained of it.Above, the sky bled rust-colored clouds, thick as coagulated smoke, stretching to jagged horizons lined with the ruins of an empire long buried under silence and sin. Towers toppled into themselves, shattered spires clawing uselessly at a sky that no longer acknowledged them. Broken statues littered the plains like forgotten kings, their faces smoothed by centuries of wind and dust, their stories lost except to the Mistress. Every ruin whispered of power and betrayal, of fear and subjugation, and she felt a deep, bitter satisfaction.In the
Last Updated : 2025-09-16Bound by Darkness: Shadowborn The Blood Moon’s Reckoning
The night had settled like a slow, suffocating breath over the ancient glade. Above, the blood moon hung low and heavy, a deep crimson orb bleeding light across the clearing. Its glow twisted through the trees, making long, jagged shadows that reached like skeletal fingers toward the earth. The air was thick and damp, carrying the scent of wet leaves, moss, and something sharper—metallic, iron-like, faintly bitter. A quiet tension threaded through the space, as if the forest itself had paused, holding its breath in expectation.Torches flickered in a wide circle, their flames trembling as though aware of the forces stirring in the glade. The light bent and stretched along the uneven terrain, catching on gnarled roots and the twisted trunks of ancient trees. It seemed almost alive, flickering with desperation, fighting against the oppressive darkness. The glade itself felt older than time, steeped in rituals long forgotten, carrying echoes of power too old to be understood,
Last Updated : 2025-09-16Bound by Darkness: Shadowborn The Labyrinth
Dion's POV The forest was wrong. Dion knew it the moment his foot touched the moss. The air smelled too sweet, like overripe fruit and a whisper of rot. The trees leaned too close, their shadows curling like fingers, but the light filtered through them in amber ribbons as if trying to be kind. It wasn't real. None of it. This was the Labyrinth — his final trial — and it had already begun. He closed his eyes and listened. No wind. No birdsong. Just the beat of his own heart, and a strange, low hum beneath everything, like the forest was thinking. Watching. He stepped forward. The path wound like a serpent, lined in white stones veined with red. Bloodstone. Old magic. This was not a trial of the body. It was of the soul — of memory, longing, and fear. He passed trees that looked like people. Bark twisted into mouths mid-scream. Branches that reached for him, but never touched. The further he walked, the heavier he felt.
Last Updated : 2025-09-16Bound by Darkness: Shadowborn Crimson Promises
Ciaran's POVShe said yes.A single word, carried on the chill of the evening, dropped like a blade into still water. The ripples spread across the clearing, through the trees, across the shadows, and deep into Ciaran’s chest. Everything shifted.From the edge of the forest, hidden just beyond the reach of the blood moon’s crimson glow, he felt the pulse of magic roll outward. It was a living thing, hungry, ancient, unforgiving. It snaked along the ground, curling around roots and rocks, brushing against his skin and leaving gooseflesh in its wake. This was power older than kingdoms, older than gods. And Therrin had agreed to it.His Therrin.The thought weighed on him, both bitter and sweet. He could barely name the feeling. It wasn’t relief. It wasn’t hope. It wasn’t even joy. It was something far darker. Far deeper.Satisfaction.He had waited for this moment for years. Watched silently, unseen, as she grew under impo
Last Updated : 2025-09-15Bound by Darkness: Shadowborn The Splintered Moon
Therrin’s POVThe sky was bruised with the blood of twilight, streaked in molten rose and crimson. The trees, once skeletal and cold, now shimmered with silvery dew, their branches bowing to the earth as if in reverence—or in warning. Above it all, the blood moon loomed, impossibly close, pulsing as if alive. Its gaze pressed down into the clearing, searing my thoughts, stirring something deep inside me I had spent too long ignoring.It pulsed.It called.And I felt it deep in the marrow of my bones, a rhythm that echoed the chaos Ari and I carried within.The night itself had grown wrong. Quiet, but not the sort of quiet that comforts. The quiet that hums with hidden things. Shadowed promises. Silent threats. I stood at the edge of the blackened clearing, the hem of my dress shifting in the breeze like it, too, wanted to retreat. But I didn’t. I couldn’t.She was waiting.“Don’t,” Ari growled in my mind, low and venomou
Last Updated : 2025-09-15
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