*He’s the Alpha who hunts monsters.* *She’s the monster he’s sworn to kill.* Ronan Vale killed his first vampire at 16. He’s spent 200 years avenging his family. Selene Drayce is the last pureblood vampire. She’s spent 200 years hiding from wolves who burned her coven. Then the Blood Moon rises. An ancient prophecy binds them: _When wolf and vampire bleed together, the war ends… or the world does._ Now they’re tethered. If he dies, she *He swore to kill her kind.* *She swore never to trust his.* *The Blood Moon swore they’d belong to each other.* *RONAN VALE*, Alpha of the Blackthorn Pack, has lived by three rules for 200 years: 1. Kill all vampires on sight. 2. Protect the pack at all costs. 3. Never forget the night vampires slaughtered his family. He’s the most ruthless Alpha in 500 years. He doesn’t do mercy. He doesn’t do bonds. And he sure as hell doesn’t do vampires. Until he kicks in the door of an orphanage and finds her. *LADY SELENE DRAYCE*, the last pureblood vampire queen, has lived by three rules for 200 years: 1. Never trust a wolf. 2. Never leave the castle. 3. Never let them see you cry blood. They burned her coven. Called it justice. She’s ruled the night alone ever since, reading to human orphans because it’s the only time she doesn’t feel like a monster. Until the wolf who swore to kill her bursts in… and doesn’t. *THE BLOOD MOON PROPHECY* When the Blood Moon rises, wolf and vampire must bleed together. The moon binds them. Soul to soul. Life to life. If he dies, she dies. If she starves, he starves. 30 nights. Together. To break the curse… or complete it. Now they’re trapped. In his castle. One bed. One war. One burning mark on their chests that says _mate_. He feels her thirst. She feels his rage. And the Hunters feel their blood — the key to creating a new army of hybrids that will burn the world. To survive, Ronan has to protect the one woman he was born to destroy. To survive, Selene has to trust the Alpha who has her kind’s blood on his claws. *The stakes:* - 30 nights to break the bond or die together. - A pack that wants her dead. - A Vampire Council that wants him dead. - Hunters who want them _both_ for their blood. - And a mate bond that says “touch her and die” even if the “her” is your sworn enemy. *He swore he’d never fall.* *She swore she’d never need anyone.* *The moon swore they were wrong.* _Enemies to lovers. Fated mates. Forbidden love. Prophecy. One bed. Alpha male. Touch her and die. He falls first and harder. Soul bond. “Who hurt you?” energy. Protective wolf. Moral-grey vampire. Orphans. Found family. Spicy fade-to-black._ *Blood Oath, Moon Bound* — Book 1 of the _Bound by Blood_ series. _Warning: Contains violence, blood, vengeance, and one Alpha wolf who would burn the world to keep his vampire safe._

Here’s a *story description for Stary Writing* — under 5000 characters, fits their synopsis box:---*The CEO’s Last Contract*Nana Esi Addo has 48 hours to save her father’s company. Or watch the man who raised her die in debt.Kofi Mensah has 6 months to get married. Or lose his dying grandmother’s 2 billion cedi foundation.The solution is simple. Brutal. A contract.He offers her 10 million cedis to be his wife. The rules: 1. No emotions. 2. Live together in East Legon. 3. Fool his grandmother, Nana Yaa. 4. Divorce quietly when it’s over. She gets 2 million cedis to clear her dad’s debt. He gets his inheritance. Everyone wins.Except Nana Yaa Mensah doesn’t believe in contracts. She believes in blood, ancestors, and tradition. And she’s dying. “Marry her properly,” she tells Kofi. “Kente. Gold. Drums. Let the lake witness it. Or I give every pesewa to charity.”So Nana trades her old life for gold bangles and a name that feels like chains. She’s driven to Akosombo, dressed like a queen, and married in front of the whole town to a man who looks at her like she’s a line item on a balance sheet.Kofi chose her because she’s desperate enough to keep secrets and smart enough to keep contracts. He didn’t expect Nana Yaa to move them into the family house. He didn’t expect to share a compound, a table, a life.He definitely didn’t expect Rule 1 to break first.Because pretending to love your husband is easy. Pretending you don’t love him when he defends you, when he touches your wrist to calm you, when he looks at you like you’re the only real thing in his world? That’s the hard part.She signed up for 6 months. Not for his grandmother calling her “daughter.” Not for his family. Not for the way her heart betrays her every time he says “Mrs. Mensah.”This was supposed to be business. But in Ghana, marriage is never just business. It’s blood. It’s legacy. It’s war.And Nana Esi is about to lose.