She is a storm wrapped in velvet, a mother of four who rules her territory with gold fangs and lethal grace. He is the hunter who cannot die, the man whose blind eye still burns with the night he chose her. They are enemies by law. Lovers by history. Anchors to a seal that will either save the worldβ Or drag them both into ruin. When war brews and tension ignites, the question is no longer whether they still want each other. Itβs whether love is powerful enough to survive immortality.
Dark FantasyWitchesWitch HuntersExplicit LanguageLovers to Enemies to LoversSlow BurnSexual TensionAngst and Drama
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