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I didn't realize who I was, but by the time I find out, it was too late.
Ava Thompson
determined, and naive. Ava discovers she is the daughter of a powerful vampire king and queen, and her life changes drastically. She struggles with her newfound identity and the danger that comes with it. Despite her initial reluctance, she begins to accept her role and the responsibilities that come with it.
Elijah Blackwood
manipulative, and ambitious. Elijah has always been aware of Ava's true identity and has secretly protected her over the years. His motives are complex, as he seeks power within the kingdom while maintaining a close relationship with Ava. His actions often blur the line between loyalty and selfinterest.
Isabella Blackwood
manipulative, and cunning. Isabella harbors resentment towards Ava due to their shared past involving Lucas's affections for Ava when they were children. Her actions are driven by jealousy and a desire for power within the kingdom.
I didn't realize who I was until it was too late.
I didn't realize what I had to do until it was out of my control.
By the time I found out who I was, it was already too late for her.
I have to live with that guilt every day of my life.
I'm not even sure who I am anymore or even why I am doing this.
All I know is I have to save her; no matter what it takes.
I have to save the one I love the most in this world.
It's my duty.
It's what I was born to do.
It's what I was made to do.
It's what I have to do.
Even if it means giving up everything I have ever known and loved.
Even if it means giving up myself.
Ava
"Who am I?
Why am I here?
What is my purpose P"
These questions always lingered in everyone's mind from the very moment they were born, but no one knew the answer to these questions until they turned 18.
I sat in the dimly lit library, surrounded by ancient tomes and scrolls.
The air was thick with dust, each breath a reminder of the weight of my task.
I sifted through pages, searching for any mention of my lineage, anything that could help me save her.
The flickering candlelight cast shadows on the walls, dancing like the memories I couldn't quite grasp.
Elijah entered quietly, his footsteps barely audible on the creaky floorboards.
His presence was both a comfort and a reminder of the secrets he held.
He placed a worn book before me, its cover embossed with the Blackwood crest.
"Ava, you need to know the truth about your family," Elijah said, his voice steady but urgent.
"What truth, Elijah? What have you been hiding from me?" Ava demanded, her eyes searching his face for answers.
"The Blackwood lineage is bound by a curse, and you're the only one who can break it," he revealed, his gaze unwavering.
I stared at the book, its pages filled with the history of my bloodline.
Elijah's eyes were on me, watching my every move.
As I reached for the book, our hands touched briefly, sending a jolt through me.
The contact was unexpected and electric.
Elijah's gaze softened, but he quickly withdrew his hand, clearing his throat awkwardly.
"We don't have much time," he reminded me, breaking the moment.
I nodded, focusing on the task ahead.
