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"SANATHIEL: Love can be a curse and they can be its sentence. "

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“They were born of a curse… and she might be the end of them all.” Among wolves and shadows, his past still hunts him. In a world where dark magic shapes fate and ancient curses rule the night, Sanathiel—a wolf marked by blood and tragedy—fights to survive among broken loyalties, demonic pacts, and a legacy he never asked for. Raised by Luciano Kerens, a man bound to a deal with hell, Sanathiel has become the leader of the Nevri, a forgotten lineage of powerful werewolves. But the blood in his veins carries a secret that could shatter the fragile balance between life and death. Varek, his immortal brother, and Sariel, the vampire born from the abyss, aren’t just part of his lineage—they are pieces of a prophecy that will drag them into war. The love that ties them might be the same thing that makes them bleed. And in the eye of the storm stands Aisha—a girl with a mysterious link to Sanathiel’s past, awakening memories and powers that were never meant to rise. As the world crumbles under the roar of an approaching war, Sanathiel must face an impossible choice: redemption or revenge, love or destruction, to resist… or to fall. A dark fantasy full of passion, betrayal, and hidden truths—where wolves howl under blood-stained moons, and fate is written in fire and fangs.
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