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Selene Valcrest, an elite huntress, belonging to the revered Order of Lumina, has dedicated her life towards the extermination of vampires. Currently, she holds the belief that her quest entails protecting mankind from the seductive embrace of darkness. However, her ideology is bound to heavily shift once she encounters Lucian Draven, who happens to be an exiled mysterious vampire prince. His presence among the living is powerful enough to shatter Selene’s deepest and darkest restrictions. 

There exists an ancient prophecy wherein Selene and Lucian are linked together on an unforeseen bond that neither seem willing to sever. With the onset of war within the various clans of vampires and the Order, Selene is placed in a position unlike any other. Now, she has the option to either comply with the duty that has governed her life or give into her instincts towards Lucian who represents the destruction of the entire world as she knows it. 

Lucian is Not any run-of-the-mill vampire. He emerges from a lineage of the first vampires, the Primordials, making him capable of bringing either dark salvation or eternal despair. As adversaries close onto Selene, she and Lucian must put everything on the line to fight their inner demons while trying their hardest to escape from the dark clutches of betrayal.

Eclipse Love

The safehouse felt colder, heavier. Astrid's warning hung in the air, an unspoken weight pressing down on them. Selene stood by the window, her arms crossed, trying to make sense of it all.

He wanted her to choose between her life and Lucian's.

It was a trap—one that they couldn't walk into unprepared.

Lucian sat on the edge of a broken table, his silver eyes fixed on Astrid. "If Vale is coming, when?"

Astrid hesitated. "Soon. Days, maybe hours."

Darius cursed under his breath. "Then we're out of time."

Lucian's jaw clenched. "Then we fight."

Lucian's gaze snapped to her, his expression unreadable. "No?"

Selene took a step closer. "If Vale wants us to fight, then we can't just charge in blindly. We need a plan."

Darius nodded. "For once, I agree with her."

Astrid sighed. "And what? Run? Hide?"

Selene exhaled. "No. We make Vale believe we're playing his game. And then—we break it."

Lucian's lips curled into a smirk. "Now that, I like."

A Moment Before the Storm

The night settled around them. The fire had burned down to embers, casting faint flickers of gold against the cabin walls.

She felt Lucian before she saw him. He stood near the door, arms crossed, staring into the dark woods beyond. His presence was steady, comforting, yet filled with an unspoken storm.

She stepped beside him. "You're thinking too much."

Lucian huffed a quiet laugh. "Hard not to, considering we might be dead soon."

Lucian turned to her, silver eyes softening. "Selene… If Vale makes you choose—"

"I won't." She met his gaze, fierce and unyielding. "I will never choose between us, Lucian."

Lucian searched her face, his jaw tightening. "You don't know what he's capable of."

Lucian let out a breath, his fingers brushing against hers. "I don't want to lose you."

Selene closed the distance between them. "You won't."

Lucian exhaled sharply, then, as if something inside him snapped, he pulled her into his arms.

Their lips met, but this time, it wasn't just desperation. It was a promise. A vow that neither of them would break.

Selene held onto him as if the world was slipping away. And maybe it was.

But right now, in this moment, she had him.

They woke to the sound of footsteps—many, too many—outside the cabin.

Darius was the first on his feet, sword already in hand. "They found us."

She paled. "I didn't lead them here. I swear."

Selene's pulse thundered. The moment they stepped outside, she felt him.

He stood at the edge of the clearing, cloaked in black, his golden eyes glinting like a predator in the dark.

Behind him, dozens of the Order's warriors stood waiting.

Selene tightened her grip on Lucian's hand.

Shadows and Sacrifice