FAZER LOGIN“If loving you is the sin that turns the world against me, then I shall raze this world to the ground—until nothing remains to judge us.” For centuries, Killian has endured a suffocating eternity for a single purpose: to find the drifting soul of Lily, his lost beloved. He has watched her be born, grow, and perish in countless forms. Yet, in every life, their story ends in tragedy. A cruel cycle of fate keeps them apart, erasing her memories of the sacred vows they once shared. In this twentieth life, Lily is reborn as Elenor—a Saintess revered as a deity, yet treated as a mere tool by the brutal Holy Temple. To shatter the chains that torment her, the vampire is forced to become the ultimate enemy of mankind. Now, Killian stands at a fatal crossroads: sacrifice Elenor for the survival of his kin, or fight until his last drop of blood for one more night with the woman who cannot remember his love.
Ver maisA gentle breeze blew, scattering the scent of wild blossoms growing along the cliffside. Those crimson eyes gazed deeply into Elenor’s.Both of their hearts raced, yet there was no anxiety to be found. Only a rare clarity, like the surface of a lake before a storm."Yes, Killian. For the first time, I know exactly what I want. I—"Elenor’s sentence was cut short. The tranquility shattered in an instant.The tolling of bells from the center of Solstheim village suddenly echoed, heavy and rhythmic, like the pounding heart of a giant screaming a warning of danger. The mist of the Black Forest, usually still, was violently parted by a blinding flash of silver light. Among the trees, the willow branches that had been lost in thought just moments ago now trem
Days in Solstheim passed both in a blur and at a crawl. That morning, Elenor woke without the familiar dread that usually heralded the start of her day. There was no tolling bell forcing her into purification rituals, nor the lingering echo of the Pope’s lashes in a cold, silent room.Elenor made her way downstairs, finding Killian standing by the hearth, staring into the dancing flames. A strange sensation fluttered in her chest. Somewhere along the way, she had grown accustomed to seeking him out first—the very man she once cursed."You’re awake later than usual," Killian said, breaking the silence. He turned, his gaze warmer than the morning sun."I have no reason to wake any sooner," Elenor replied softly. She stepped closer, inhaling the steam from the warm soup on the table. "Did you prepare this?""I did. The villagers provided the vegetables. Perhaps they intend to bribe me so I won’t wreak havoc on their village. Not that I had any such intention.""They seem terrified o
The carriage swayed gently, but Killian wouldn’t let Elenor sit across from him. He pulled her onto his lap, caging her in a tight embrace as if trying to merge their two bodies into one."You’re trembling," Killian whispered. His fingers, once cold, felt warmer now after consuming her holy blood. He tucked a strand of her brown hair behind her ear, revealing a neck that was smooth and unblemished once more."A little bit cold here," Elenor lied, leaning her forehead against his shoulder. "And maybe ... a little bit afraid.""Afraid of me?"Elenor lifted her gaze, meeting the crimson eyes glowing in the dim light. "Afraid that this is only a dream. Afraid that tomorrow I’ll wake up in that dungeon, waiting to be lashed until I pass out."Killian’s gaze darkened. He hated hearing that fear. With a gentle motion, the black-haired man took Elenor’s hand. "As long as you are with me, not a single human will lay a finger on you. I will break the hands of anyone who tries.""Killian
The morning sun crept through the gaps in the curtains, gently stroking the Saintess’s skin. But the first thing she felt was a lingering chill against her back. Killian had remained at her side instead of vanishing with the dawn. He pressed a soft kiss to her lips before pulling her back into a tight embrace."You’re awake so early," he murmured, inhaling the scent of the woman beside him."I usually wake before the sun. But there are some times left before morning prayer.""Then let’s continue what we started last night."The vampire moved over her, pinning Elenor down before she was even fully conscious. He began to kiss her with a ravenous hunger. His fingers wandered beneath the thin silk of her nightgown without hesitation."Saintess? It's time to prepare," a nun’s voice called from the other side of the door. "The door is locked. We were worried something had happened to you.""Cancel all of today’s activities," Elenor commanded. "I shall remain in my chambers in prayer












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