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A Love Written in Blood

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Though she is renowned for her goodness and beauty, Princess Elara of the remote realm of Elrin has a secret fear: she passes out at the sight of blood. When her father arranges her marriage to Darius, the strong vampire king, in order to forge an alliance against the oncoming forces of the Shadowlands, her life is drastically altered. Elara finds herself in a world that is very unlike her own when she first enters the vampire realm. She finds more to Darius than his intimidating exterior as she makes her way through her new existence. Like herself, he is a man who carries the weight of his crown. A tentative relationship starts to develop into something more meaningful despite their differences and Elara's horror of blood. Numerous obstacles surround their developing relationship, such as a renegade vampire attack that makes Elara face her phobias and the lavish Festival of Bloodmoon, when she is required to participate in vampire traditions. Darius admires Elara's bravery and flexibility, but she trusts him because of his compassion and strength. Just as their love is beginning to blossom, a new threat emerges from the Shadowlands, threatening their precarious peace. Elara and Darius show that their unexpected alliance is more powerful than any enemy as they valiantly lead their people in battle, united by their love and tenacity. Elara and Darius's love story becomes legendary through hardships and victories; it is a narrative of bravery, tenacity, and the unwavering force of love that unifies their realms and knows no bounds.

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