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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 first snow fell gently on the sanctuary, dusting the rebuilt walls and gardens in quiet white. Aurelia sat by the window, her breath fogging the glass as she watched the flakes swirl and dance. The cold seeped through the pane, nipping at her fingers, but she didn't mind. These past months of fragile mortality had been filled with such simple wonders—the way her muscles ached after a day's work, the warmth of tea spreading through her chest, the sound of laughter echoing through the halls.

Kael found her there, his boots leaving damp prints on the floorboards. The shard in his hand had changed since she'd last seen it—silver roots now twined up his forearm like living vines, pulsing with a soft, rhythmic light. He didn't speak at first, just stood beside her, watching the snowfall.

"It's time, isn't it?" Aurelia asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

His fingers tightened around the shard. "It's been whispering. About balance. About... endings."

She smiled, reaching up to touch his face. His skin was warm beneath her fingertips, alive in a way that divinity had never been. "It's alright," she said.

They gathered in the garden at dusk—what had once been a ruined battlefield now lush with new growth. Selene had woven flowers through the branches of the hawthorn tree, their petals glowing faintly in the fading light. Lucian waited beneath it, the shadows on his face darker in the twilight.

Aurelia walked to him on unsteady legs, the cold air sharp in her lungs. She no longer feared the chill.

"You don't have to do this," Lucian said, his voice rough. The scars along his temple pulsed with emotion.

She cupped his cheek, her thumb brushing the darkened veins. "Yes, I do."

Kael stepped forward, the shard alight with swirling energy. It recognized her—called to her in a language older than words. Aurelia placed her palm against its surface, and for the first time in months, she felt the echo of her power. Not as a goddess, but as something complete. Something whole.

The roots uncoiled from Kael's arm, weaving around her wrist instead.

Selene made a wounded sound. "Aurelia—"

"It's not a sacrifice," Aurelia murmured, watching the light climb her veins. "It's a gift."

She turned her face up to the first stars blinking awake in the violet sky. The shard's glow intensified, wrapping her in silver and gold. She could feel it now—the quiet pull of what came next. No grand afterlife. No eternal rest. Just... peace.

Lucian's hand found hers, his grip fierce. "Tell me how to follow."

Aurelia laughed, the sound bright as the light now consuming her. "Live first," she whispered. "Then, when you're ready—look for me in the rain."

Not in an explosion of light. Not with a dramatic parting of the heavens.

Like a sigh at the end of a long day.

The storm came three days later, washing away the last of the snow. Kael stood in the garden, the now-dormant shard resting in his palm. Lucian knelt by the hawthorn tree, his face turned up to the downpour. Selene's tears mixed with the rain as it soaked through her clothes.

And somewhere beyond the veil of falling water, if they listened closely—

The brush of fingers not quite there.

The world, at last, in perfect balance.

Chapter 100: The Last Light