Angol
The Dark Vines tale concludes with Blood Bound!
They were forged in blood. Now the world will learn what happens when both of them break.
Eri Ryleth survived Blackwing only to be stolen from its ashes by Zylus, a beautiful and ruthless walking mystery whose gilded estate is less a refuge than a cage, and every locked door hides another game. Her magic is sealed. Her allies are scattered. The man she refuses to lose may already be dead. But grief does not make Eri softer. It makes her dangerous.
Far from her prison, Wyrran wakes beneath the claws of the blood dragon who owns him. Chained, broken, and stripped of everything but defiance, he is forced to confront the nightmare that shaped his past-and the brutal truth of what lives inside him now. And if the world insists on naming him a monster, he will become the kind of monster no one survives.
With secrets spilling around them, Eri and Wyrran begin to see the shape of a much larger nightmare. The war devouring Nihm is only the surface. Ancient powers are moving. Monsters are choosing sides. Both Eri and Wyrran are pulled down separate paths of captivity, vengeance, and transformation; one is learning how to become the villain her enemies fear. The other may already be something worse. And when blood binds what death cannot keep, mercy may be the first casualty.
