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Bounded by shadows

Bounded by shadows

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A girl is chosen as a sacrifice to an ancient being, but instead of killing her, he marks her as his. Now bound to a dark force she doesn't understand, she must navigate a world of powerful creatures while resisting-or succumbing to-the pull of the one who owns her soul.

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The chains dug into her wrists, the iron biting so deep it felt like it had fused with her skin. The march had been endless, the cobbled streets slick with filth and her own blood as she was dragged through them.

The onlookers had gathered, their faces twisted with malice, some throwing rotten food, others merely watching with cold, detached eyes. She stumbled. A hand fisted in her tangled hair yanked her upright before she could collapse, the force snapping her neck back. The executioners were merciless-jealous of her beauty, her mind, her defiance.

They had relished in her suffering from the moment the sentence was given.

"She thinks herself above us," one sneered, his boot slamming into her ribs. A sickening crack followed.

"She'll learn." Another grinned, his nails raking cruelly down her cheek. The square loomed ahead, a towering monument of suffering, where countless before her had met their end. And now, it was her turn.

They threw her down on the cold stone platform. Her arms were wrenched behind her, the rough coils of rope biting into her torn flesh. A whip cracked in the air, the first lash searing across her back. The crowd roared. The second blow came, and the third, but she bit her tongue, refusing to cry out. That was when the executioner leaned down, his breath hot against her ear.

"Oh, but we have something special for you." Something worse. A shadow moved at the edge of the square. Something ancient. Watching. Waiting. And it was not yet finished with her.

The executioner stepped back, wiping the blood from his whip with slow, deliberate movements. The crowd had quieted, sensing something shifting in the air. The torches flickered, their flames guttering as though something unseen had stolen the very breath from the night.

Her chest heaved, every ragged inhale sending fresh agony through her battered ribs. Blood dripped from her back onto the cold stone, pooling beneath her in a dark, glistening halo. Then, the sound. A deep, guttural growl that didn't belong to any man. The executioners hesitated. They had planned something worse, something that would break her, body and soul, but now-now something else had come to claim her.

The high priest stepped forward, his crimson robes billowing as he raised a hand.

"We offer this one to the Ancient One," he proclaimed, his voice steady, though his eyes darted nervously into the shadows beyond the square.

"A sacrifice, a gift to appease the darkness." The crowd fell silent. The ground trembled beneath her. A shape emerged from the blackness-a figure too tall, too broad, moving with an unnatural grace. It did not belong to this world. The executioners scrambled back, their bravado faltering. She tried to lift her head, but her strength was failing. And then, a cold hand-impossibly strong-closed around her throat. The creature loomed over her, its touch freezing her veins, its grip firm but careful, as if testing her fragility.

"You do not beg," it murmured, its voice a whisper against her skin, ancient and knowing. Her cracked lips parted, but no words came. A single claw traced her jawline, tilting her chin up so she was forced to meet the void where its eyes should have been.

Then, instead of the death blow she had been expecting- It marked her. A searing heat, a brand burned into her skin, invisible but undeniable. Gasps rippled through the square.

"She lives," someone whispered in horror.

"The sacrifice was accepted," another choked out. The Ancient One lifted her as if she weighed nothing. The last thing she saw before the world blurred into darkness was the faces of her executioners-pale, terrified. Because they knew. She was no longer theirs to torment.

She belonged to something else now.

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