lilyfroty

Kael is a wandering swordsman with a haunted past. Rhia is a former healer with a secret that could change everything. When fate binds them together through an ancient oath—Blood, Oath, Fire—their lives are irrevocably altered. The bond doesn’t just link them; it transforms them, awakening a supernatural fire that intertwines their pain, presence, and power.

Hunted by the ruthless Black Hounds and shadowed by a force that watches from the ruins of a forgotten age, Kael and Rhia must unravel the mysteries of their oath before it consumes them. But every answer comes at a price, and the deeper they go, the more they realize: they are not the first to bear this curse.

As their connection deepens into something neither of them expected, they must decide—will they master the fire within, or will it burn them alive?

A tale of supernatural trials, forbidden power, and a romance forged in darkness.

Blood Hounds

The ruins swallowed their breath. The moment the shadow's words faded, the air grew thick—hot, suffocating, like the first stirrings of a storm.

Kael's blood dripped onto the stone, dark against the ancient carvings. Rhia's did the same.

It wasn't from the torches. It burned from within.

Kael's pulse hammered. The wound on his palm pulsed, sending a wildfire through his veins. His vision flickered, shadows curling at the edges, but it wasn't just darkness—it was something alive.

Not just her presence beside him, but her heartbeat. Her breath. Her pain.

His own body wrenched in response, like something had reached inside and fused them together. He gasped, knees buckling, but she grabbed his wrist before he fell.

Her voice was raw, strained. She felt it too.

The shadow watched, silent, waiting.

Garran cursed. "You need to fight it."

Kael gritted his teeth. Fight what? The fire? The pull? The way Rhia's presence felt like a second heartbeat inside his chest?

His fingers dug into the stone, breath ragged. "What did you do to us?" he forced out.

The shadow's form flickered. "What was always meant to be."

Rhia swayed, and Kael reached for her instinctively. The moment their hands touched—

Golden-red fire curled around their joined hands, sparking from their wounds, coiling up their arms like living things. Kael barely had time to register it before the fire moved—not burning them, but searing itself into them.

The ruins trembled. The shadow's presence shifted, almost… pleased.

"Blood given. Oath sworn. Fire awakened."

Kael forced himself to breathe. The flames still flickered along his skin, but they weren't ordinary fire. They felt tied to something deeper.

Rhia's fingers tightened around his. "Tell me I'm not imagining this."

And that terrified him more than anything.

Because whatever had just awakened inside them—it wasn't done yet.

The fire within