"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

The serene atmosphere is disturbed at once, ripped apart by the sentimental clash between Isla and Theo. 


Isla, once finding solace in the mere presence of Theo, now finds herself grappling with a whirlwind of conflicting feelings. Yearning for nothing more than the comforting embrace Theo can provide, yet Theo's uncertain actions and remarks about the existence of another woman leave her feeling unsettled, and all the ominous threat that looming over her adds to her distress. 


Theo reached out to her, his hand hovering uncertainly in the air between them. "Isla, please," he implored, his voice choking with emotion. 


"Stay back, Theo," she murmured, her voice barely audible above the tempest raging within her. 


The Protector