"If there is anything I could do, what would you wish for, Isla?" Theo asked, his voice low and measured. His mind drifted back to a time long past, to Elena—her voice a haunting echo in the recesses of his mind.

A faint smile touched his lips, bittersweet with the pang of what might have been if Elena were still there.

The resemblance between Isla and Elena was uncanny, stirring memories and long-buried emotions he had carefully hidden away.

For centuries, Theo had maintained a careful distance from the lives of mortals. But Isla—there was something about her that broke through his defences, drawing him into the haunting echoes of a past he had tried so hard to forget.

"Run. I want to run away from here," Isla's voice ripped him from his reverie, sharp and startling...

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Introducing Theo Horatio, a stoic immortal who has roamed the mortal realm for centuries, untouched by time. Bound by a vow to remain detached from mortal lives, his resolve shatters when he encounters a striking doppelgänger of his past, unrequited love.

And then there's Isla Damien, a young woman trapped in the confines of adolescence, yearning for escape from a life dictated by family obligations. A scholarship to study abroad from a mysterious organisation offers a lifeline, but it arrives alongside the aftermath of memory loss that has left her with a haunting crescent scar on her wrist...

A timeless saga.

The cursed blood.

Doppelgänger.

Unrequited love.

Blood Moon Romance a. k. a Save Me | I'm Fine

Crimson liquid spurted forcefully from Elena's grievous wound, forming a chilling pool on the ground. With every laboured breath, the blood seemed to flow in sync with her racing heart, a distressing sight that heightened the urgency of the situation. 


"Elena!" Albert's voice echoed with worry as he rushed to her side, his hands pressing firmly against her open wound. "Hold on, Elena. Stay with me," he pleaded, carefully guiding her battered body to a safer space away from the chaos and stampede of panicked citizens. 


Fighting to stay conscious, the world around Elena became a blur with each pulsating wave of pain. Albert's presence provided a glimmer of hope amidst the turmoil. His unwavering determination to protect and save her gave her strength. 


Was she hallucinating or murmuring the name of someone she longed to see? "Theo…" she managed to whisper, her voice strained with pain. Tears cascaded down her cheeks, mingling with the blood that stained her face. 


Crossroad