Lira, a saint of the Lilith bloodline, was betrayed by her lover and sacrificed in a blood moon ritual. Her soul crossed a thousand years—into the body of a modern girl dying of illness.
To raise the money for her surgery, she entered the Blackthorn estate and became a blood servant to Shane, a vampire noble. Shane was cursed by the blood moon—he could only break it if he fell in love again and mastered his bloodlust.
Lira started with one goal: survive. But she didn't expect his restraint. His quiet respect. She didn't expect to fall for the man beneath the cold mask.
Neither did he.
Wenda's jealousy, class divides, and Lira's secret illness kept pulling them apart. But when Shane discovered the truth, he gave everything to save her.
She left to chase her dream—and three years later, she returned a star.
He was still there. Waiting.
She told him the truth: she had lived a thousand years before. He didn't flinch. He held her hand.
Some loves don't end with death. They just wait for the right time.
