Hi, this story is vampire fantasy themed and its my first novel. If you like drama/action fantasy and family fued-blood war. Then my story will not make you close the page 
Summary:
In the silence of forgotten ages, blood was not merely life—it was legacy.
By the 13th A.D, the tribe of Oryang lived in innocence. Their days were filled with laughter, their nights with worship and song—untouched by war, untouched by faith, untouched by fear.
But shadows need no armies. They need no gods. They only need to hunger.
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My hand snapped forward before I could stop it. I seized her wrist, yanking her close, her bleeding palm a breath from my mouth. The scent tore through me— red, savage, commanding. My body convulsed, hunger howling for me to rip, to drink, to end it.
"Do you know…" The words scraped raw from my throat, half-Beast, half-Man.
"Do you know what I could do to you?"
My grip turned punishing, a threat in itself. I stared at the pulse hammering under her skin. The Beast inside me leaned closer, closer—
—spilling across the dirt in chaos, I tore myself back. Her wrist dropped from my grasp like fire.
She stumbled, eyes wide.
"Leave."
The word cracked from me like a lash— cold, final, merciless.
