"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...

 * * *

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

Returning to the heart of Unha Valley, shrouded in mystery and whispers of forgotten lore, Ramona felt an eerie foreboding settle upon her. The once serene sky now wore a cloak of ominous, dark grey clouds that descended like a heavy curtain, casting a deep shadow over the valley. 


The mortal realm appeared desolate, choked with dust. Ramona struggled to understand Theon's sentimental attachment to this place, beyond his affection for a mere woman. 


Fog draped the valley, creating unsettling illusions of shadowy figures and sinister faces that danced in a chilling spectral display. Even the air seemed to echo with Ramona's anger. Disquiet, determination, and anxiety churned within her. She knew she had trespassed into this realm, about to defy the natural order. Yet, consumed by obsession, she was determined to destroy the third person who stood between her and Theon. 


Wrath