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As humans, animals, and even the Earth itself begin to mutate and gain consciousness, a hidden conspiracy unravels, revealing Aurelia’s true origins and the dark forces manipulating the New Age. Alongside Lucian, a vampire with a mysterious lineage, and a cast of allies and enemies, Aurelia must navigate a world where nothing is as it seems. But as the planet awakens, so do the true villains—those who hide behind masks of virtue, their intentions far more sinister than anyone could imagine.

P.S The cover is not mine :)

The Vampire's Obsession

The sky tore open like rotten fabric.

Kael barely had time to raise his corrupted arm before the battlefield dissolved around them—the ruins, the corpses, the memory of the First War all collapsing into a vortex of screaming shadows. Reality folded in on itself, and then—

They slammed back into the present, the fortress ruins now a smoldering crater. The air reeked of ozone and blood.

Lucian was the first to move, rolling to his knees with a snarl, the Crown of Shadows still pulsing darkly above his brow. His crimson eyes locked onto the figure standing at the crater's edge.

She was no longer a formless mass of darkness. Now, she wore a face—Aurelia's face—but twisted, her features too sharp, her smile too wide. Golden light flickered beneath her skin like a dying ember, fighting against the shadows that wreathed her.

"Did you enjoy your little trip?" Her voice was a mockery of Aurelia's, layered with something ancient and cruel.

Aurelia—their Aurelia—staggered upright, her black eyes burning. "You can't keep running from the truth."

The Original laughed, the sound like shattering glass. "Truth? You are a thief, little fragment. A mistake." She raised a hand, and the shadows at her feet writhed into jagged spears. "One I will gladly correct."

Kael's arm burned. The shard in his chest screamed in warning, but before he could react—

One second he was kneeling—the next, he was there, his sword carving through the shadows like they were nothing. The Original barely flinched, flicking her wrist. A wall of darkness erupted between them, throwing Lucian back.

"Still playing the hero, Vladimir?" She tilted her head. "Even after remembering what you did?"

Lucian's jaw clenched. The Crown pulsed, tendrils of darkness coiling around his arms. "I remember enough."

The Original's grin widened. "Then you remember this."

Kael's vision whited out. Pain lanced through his skull as the shard in his chest reacted, its energy surging violently. He gasped, collapsing to his knees as images flooded his mind—

—Aurelia, golden and radiant, standing over a broken throne—

—Lucian, clad in shadows, driving his blade through her back—

—The Original, laughing as the world burned—

Now it was him standing there, the shard embedded in his chest glowing like a dying star. The Original knelt before him, her form unraveling—

"Finish it," she whispered. "Take your rightful place."

His hand lifted of its own accord.

Aurelia's voice cut through the haze. "Kael!"

He jerked back to reality just as Lucian slammed into the Original, his sword carving a burning arc through her shadowy form. She shrieked, her body distorting—

—and then she changed.

The golden light beneath her skin flared, and for a heartbeat, she looked exactly like Aurelia.

"You want the truth?" she hissed. "Then see."

She lunged—not at Lucian, not at Kael—

Her hand plunged into Aurelia's chest.

Aurelia's back arched, a choked gasp escaping her lips as golden light poured from the wound—

—and the Original drank it in.

Chapter 83: The Original's Revenge