Michelle .M
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Bound by Blood and Moonlight
Short stories "Bound by prophecy. Hunted for her power. Chosen by the moon."
Alero has always known she was different-but she never expected her bloodline to hold the key to an ancient war between light and shadow.
Born under a cursed blood moon, Alero's magic was locked away by the Council the moment she was born. Raised to obey, trained to suppress her gifts, she lived in the shadows of their lies-until the truth shattered everything. Now her powers are awakening, and something dark is rising inside her... something not even the Council can control.
When Alero escapes their grasp, she finds herself caught between deadly secrets, forbidden love, and a destiny she never asked for. As she uncovers the truth about her origins, she must choose: remain a pawn in the Council's twisted game-or burn their empire to the ground.
With a rebel prince at her side, a bond that defies fate, and magic she barely understands, Alero must fight not only for her future... but for the freedom of an entire world.
In a world where power demands sacrifice, will she rise... or be consumed by the very force she was born to destroy?
Perfect for fans of steamy fantasy, powerful heroines, and slow-burn danger-filled romance.
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