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The air was thick with the scent of old wood and metal, of dust and the silence of a thousand years. The obsidian coffin, resting behind a pane of bulletproof glass, lay at

In the heart of the night, where shadows hold lives of their own and every corner hides a secret, an old shop shines quietly on a forgotten street. A shop that seems

In a world torn between light and darkness—where demons know no love and angels are weakened by emotion—a strange fate begins to unfold. Nezar, a ruthless prince born of fla

"Some houses keep secrets buried beneath their foundations… but some secrets don’t stay dead forever."

When {{user}}, a curious and independent young woman, rents an o