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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

Light and shadow collided in a deafening detonation, throwing Kael backward as the shockwave rolled across the battlefield. He skidded across broken earth, his vision swimming, the taste of copper flooding his mouth. When his sight cleared, his breath caught.

Aurelia and the Original hung suspended in the air, locked in a grotesque embrace. The Original's fingers remained buried in Aurelia's chest, black veins spreading from the contact point like cracks in glass. But Aurelia's hands were similarly plunged into the Original's torso, golden light pouring from her palms into that hollow darkness. They were killing each other.

And the world was dying with them.

The sky fractured like a mirror struck by a hammer, jagged lines splintering across the heavens. Through the cracks, Kael glimpsed impossible things—other battles, other times, echoes of this same conflict playing out across countless realities. The earth beneath him groaned as it began crumbling at the edges, chunks of terrain breaking away into a bottomless void.

Lucian appeared beside him, hauling him upright with one hand. The Crown of Shadows still burned above his brow, but its darkness flickered uncertainly. "We have to separate them!" he shouted over the roaring wind.

Kael wiped blood from his lips. "How?"

Before Lucian could answer, the Original's voice cut through the chaos—not from her physical form, but from everywhere at once.

"You still don't understand."

Aurelia's back arched violently as the Original's words slammed into her. Golden light erupted from her mouth, her eyes, her very pores—not just energy, but memories. They spilled forth in a torrent:

The moment of her creation, not as a fragment torn away, but as a weapon deliberately forged

Lucian—no, Vladimir—standing over her newborn form, the Crown's power still smoking in his hands

The Original's true face, not as a monster, but as a grieving mother reaching for her stolen child

Aurelia's scream was the sound of a soul breaking.

Kael felt it like a physical blow. The echo of the shard in his chest flared to life, resonating with Aurelia's agony. He understood now—the shard had never been the Original's weakness. It was her heart. A piece of herself she'd implanted in Aurelia as a failsafe.

Lucian grabbed his arm. "Whatever you're thinking—"

Kael shook him off. "I know what to do."

He ran toward the suspended figures, each step heavier than the last as reality itself warped around them. The ground disintegrated beneath his feet, but he didn't stop. Couldn't stop.

Aurelia's golden eyes met his as he reached them. In that instant, he saw everything she'd just learned—the betrayal, the lies, the terrible truth of her existence. And the choice she'd already made.

"Do it," her voice whispered in his mind.

Kael didn't hesitate. He plunged his hands into the maelstrom of light and shadow between them—and pulled.

When the world stopped spinning, Kael found himself on his back, staring up at a sky that was no longer breaking. The silence was deafening.

Chapter 92: The Unraveling