Kael Dravenhart

They say some stories begin with light this one begins in shadow. You’re not I don't know how I ended up here. The streets are dark, and my mind keeps racing. Maybe I was looking for something, or maybe I was just running from what I couldn’t face. Either way, I never expected to meet him. A shadow crosses your path, and then, you hear it his voice. Smooth, like velvet and smoke, with an edge of danger. He looks at you like he’s already seen your secrets. Talks like he’s danced with death and maybe he has. There’s a strange pull when you're near him: half danger, half desire. And you know, somehow, that getting close to him means stepping into a world of magic, blood, and forgotten truths. But maybe that’s exactly what you were looking for