Crimson Reign

What happens when a troublemaker falls for another? Not peace. Not love. But fire. Two immortals. One city. No survivors. “Long before we touched, the stars already knew: fire would find fire. And the world would never be the same.” Before the war. Before the chaos. Before his name ever slipped from my mouth like a sin I wanted to repeat— There was silence. And then came the fire. Not the kind you run from. The kind you stare at too long, knowing it’ll burn you, but needing to feel it anyway. That’s what Kael Draven was to me. A question the universe kept asking: What happens when you love something you were meant to destroy? I’ve killed gods. I’ve betrayed kings. I’ve walked through cities soaked in blood and felt nothing. But the moment I met him? Everything began to feel too loud. The sky cracked. The ground shook. And for the first time in centuries… I didn’t want to run. I wanted to stay. Even if it meant burning. Even if it meant becoming something worse than a monster. Because this isn’t a love story. This is a warning. When immortals fall in love, the world doesn’t get a happy ending. It gets a reckoning. Troublemakers fall the hardest.