{"id":254671,"date":"2026-07-13T03:43:49","date_gmt":"2026-07-13T00:43:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/blood-so-deadly-devine-j-m-grosvalet\/"},"modified":"2026-07-13T03:43:49","modified_gmt":"2026-07-13T00:43:49","slug":"blood-so-deadly-devine-j-m-grosvalet","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/1kitap1.com\/en\/blood-so-deadly-devine-j-m-grosvalet\/","title":{"rendered":"Blood So Deadly Devine – J M Grosvalet"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Lust. Obsession. It radiated from them, lingering on every inch of bare skin, on every scandalous curve Osin had chosen to display. The whispers weren\u2019t even subtle, low murmurs filled with heat, with a desire that made her stomach churn. Her skin prickled under their attention, but… she couldn\u2019t bring herself to care. Not tonight. Let them look. Let them think whatever they wanted. It didn\u2019t matter. Because her mind was locked on one thing\u2014finding Lady Calista Thorne.<\/p>\n

Elara had thought of the young woman endlessly during her days in the infirmary. The look Calista had given her at the last party\u2014the faint glimmer of recognition\u2014paired with those fragmented memories… They had known each other. Elara was certain of it. Maybe Lady Thorne could fill in those missing pieces, the gaps torn from her past. Maybe even more than that. It was reckless.<\/p>\n

Elara was grasping at the thinnest of threads, but at this point, it was all she had left to hold on to. And cling she had\u2014four vials of Stonebrew downed, waiting for the night to spiral\u2014for Osin to drink himself deep enough into his cups that he wouldn\u2019t notice her slip away. He was nearly there. His glances had grown fewer, lazier, drifting off as the wine took hold.<\/p>\n

At the moment, he was stretched out on the grass, telling the story of his pilgrimage. A swarm of admirers\u2014men and women alike\u2014gathered around Osin, utterly enraptured by his every word. Their eyes were glowing with admiration\u2014or lust, by the looks of it. It seemed as though they were but a breath away from flinging themselves at his feet, and Osin, ever the opportunist, basked in the attention, soaking it in as if it were his natural due.<\/p>\n

“The climb,” he said, “was treacherous, as you\u2019d expect. The air so thin, I could scarcely breathe. But I pressed on, knowing the fate of the realm depended on me. On my strength, my will.” His audience gasped, wide- eyed and enthralled, as if they hadn\u2019t heard the tale a hundred times before.<\/p>\n

Hands reached out, fingers brushing his arms, his chest. “When I finally reached the summit, Aine appeared to me. Radiant, divine, her voice thunderous. I knelt before her, pleading for the return of ether to our land. And she listened. She listened to me.”<\/p>\n

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Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author\u2019s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Ebook ISBN: 979-8-9892880-0-7 Paperback ISBN: 979-8-9892880-1-4 First Edition: November, 2024 Cover Design by Ellen Ferreira Edited by Earley Editing, LLC 1kitap1.com\/en For those who\u2019ve battled their own shadows and kept going\u2060\u2014 This is for you.<\/p>\n

May you find strength in every step, no matter how dark the path. 1kitap1.com\/en For the soul of this tale\u2060\u2014 Jessica. In your whimsy, I found worlds. In your memory, they bloom eternal. This story is for you, my starlit sister. Till we meet again in the faerie’s glen. 1kitap1.com\/en Author\u2019s Note Dear Reader, Before you dive into Blood So Deadly Divine, I want to take a moment to address some themes and scenes that may be difficult for certain readers.<\/p>\n

This story is dark and layered with intense emotions, and while I believe in the resilience and strength of my characters, I understand that some of these elements may be triggering for you. The journey through these pages includes depictions of violence, death, dark magic, trauma, emotional and physical abuse, mental health struggles, torture, imprisonment, graphic blood magic, ritualistic practices, and non- consensual drug use.<\/p>\n

I want you to know that it\u2019s okay to step back or take breaks if any of these topics feel overwhelming. Your well-being comes first, and while this story explores the darkness, it also holds moments of strength, healing, and light. Throughout the book, you\u2019ll encounter phrases in Irish accompanied by numbered references. These correspond to endnotes in the back of the book, where you\u2019ll find their translations. To ensure authenticity and respect for the language, I worked closely with a Gaeilgeoir, who guided me through every detail.<\/p>\n

While you\u2019re welcome to flip back and forth as you read, I recommend immersing yourself in the story first and exploring the translations later for a fuller experience. Thank you for choosing to embark on this journey with me. I hope Elara and the others\u2019 resilience inspires you, but please be gentle with yourself as you read. With all my love and respect, J.M. Grosvalet 1kitap1.com\/en 1kitap1.com\/en Prologue A thunderclap woke me from the long slumber. Piercing through eons of silent meditation, a reverberating clash that rippled through my being.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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