Wicked Vow Claimed: A Dark Romance Twisted in Harem Desires. Vows of Ruin
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- ISBN8231907700
- EAN9798231907700
- Date de parution30/08/2025
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- ÉditeurWalzone Press
Résumé
He swore one law-never bond, never love. She tears through his wards like a storm and the tower itself wakes to watch. When a forbidden mate-bond snaps tight, desire becomes a weapon.and a prison. Cursed warlock Draven Vex has kept a monstrous hunger chained beneath Vexmoor Tower for centuries. Maelin, a witch with reckless power and a past that burns, breaches his sanctum and lights the fuse neither of them can smother.
Every kiss loosens a seal. Every surrender feeds what lurks below. The bond marks them both-claim and target-drawing gods, wounds-that-walk, and rivals who scent power on Maelin's skin. To survive, they must turn curse into blade: bind the darkness before it devours them, or wield it and make a god bleed. But obsession cuts both ways, and the bond is a beacon; more than one monstrous heart answers.
In a world of sentient libraries, soul-ink contracts, and vows that bite, Maelin must decide what she'll sacrifice-mercy, morality, or the last pieces of herself-because ruin doesn't ask for love. It claims it. And it doesn't share.unless she commands it to.
Every kiss loosens a seal. Every surrender feeds what lurks below. The bond marks them both-claim and target-drawing gods, wounds-that-walk, and rivals who scent power on Maelin's skin. To survive, they must turn curse into blade: bind the darkness before it devours them, or wield it and make a god bleed. But obsession cuts both ways, and the bond is a beacon; more than one monstrous heart answers.
In a world of sentient libraries, soul-ink contracts, and vows that bite, Maelin must decide what she'll sacrifice-mercy, morality, or the last pieces of herself-because ruin doesn't ask for love. It claims it. And it doesn't share.unless she commands it to.
He swore one law-never bond, never love. She tears through his wards like a storm and the tower itself wakes to watch. When a forbidden mate-bond snaps tight, desire becomes a weapon.and a prison. Cursed warlock Draven Vex has kept a monstrous hunger chained beneath Vexmoor Tower for centuries. Maelin, a witch with reckless power and a past that burns, breaches his sanctum and lights the fuse neither of them can smother.
Every kiss loosens a seal. Every surrender feeds what lurks below. The bond marks them both-claim and target-drawing gods, wounds-that-walk, and rivals who scent power on Maelin's skin. To survive, they must turn curse into blade: bind the darkness before it devours them, or wield it and make a god bleed. But obsession cuts both ways, and the bond is a beacon; more than one monstrous heart answers.
In a world of sentient libraries, soul-ink contracts, and vows that bite, Maelin must decide what she'll sacrifice-mercy, morality, or the last pieces of herself-because ruin doesn't ask for love. It claims it. And it doesn't share.unless she commands it to.
Every kiss loosens a seal. Every surrender feeds what lurks below. The bond marks them both-claim and target-drawing gods, wounds-that-walk, and rivals who scent power on Maelin's skin. To survive, they must turn curse into blade: bind the darkness before it devours them, or wield it and make a god bleed. But obsession cuts both ways, and the bond is a beacon; more than one monstrous heart answers.
In a world of sentient libraries, soul-ink contracts, and vows that bite, Maelin must decide what she'll sacrifice-mercy, morality, or the last pieces of herself-because ruin doesn't ask for love. It claims it. And it doesn't share.unless she commands it to.






















