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@Seraph28 First Chapter drops September 1th 🫶🏼

@VBlew Thank you from the bottom of my heart ❤️ Messages like this make all those years spent writing Welcome to Redwaters worthwhile. I always hoped readers would fall in love with these characters and feel their connections as deeply as I did while writing them. And yes… this is only the beginning. There is much more of their story still to tell. Thank you for believing in them and for coming along on this journey with me.

@Seraph28 I don’t think you realize how much this message means to me. ❤️ When you spend years creating a world, the hardest thing is knowing whether the emotions you felt while writing it will reach someone else. Reading that these characters became companions to you is the most rewarding feeling. This book was never just about magic or battles for me, it was about belonging, love, finding yourself, and the people who become family along the way. Thank you for waiting patiently, for caring about them, and for letting them become part of your own journey. I’m truly grateful.

Final Chapter The bougainvillea gardens of the palace had never looked so violently alive. Magenta and crimson blossoms spilled over white marble arches, vines twisting around pillars carved with victories long past. The fountains still ran. The air still shimmered with golden light. But the palace was in mourning. From the western balcony, Yara spotted her. Queen Uma stood alone at the center of the lower terrace, surrounded by a storm of color, cla

@Seraph28The torture is finally coming to end with the final chapter next! Thank you so much for following this story! 💙

@VBlew Thank you so much for your comment! Can’t wait for you to read the final chapter! 💙

Fifteen Years Earlier The palace slept under twin moons, pale light frosting its spires like something sacred and already doomed. Uma stood at the arched window, moonlight threading through her dark hair — all but one silver strand, bright as a secret the universe refused to keep. She watched the balcony, where her son laughed. Zain was four. Barefoot. Fast. Happy in a way that didn’t know it was temporary. Violet butterflies burst into being around him — not creatures

@Seraph28 it certainly is 😂

@VBlew You picked up on everything! 🙌 With only three chapters left, there’s still so much to unravel—both in Zain’s world and in Redwaters. Every character is about to be tested in ways they never expected, and everything they thought they knew will be pushed to the edge. Buckle in… it’s about to get intense. 😈Thank you for your comment ! ✨

@Seraph28 Thank you for the comment! I promise it’s not me being mean—it’s just the way the story wants to unfold 😅 Cliffhangers are part of the deal, right? And honestly… you haven’t even seen the worst of it yet 😂 Buckle up!

Hadrian hated himself. Hated the words he’d forced out of his mouth—each one a blade meant for Zain but carving deeper into his own flesh. He told himself it was necessary, that ending it was the only way to keep Zain safe. But the lie was bitter. He was the one who wished the possession had never ended. He was the one who wanted to stay recklessly at Zain’s side, cost be damned. He had believed, with a faith that terrified him, that Antinous and Hadrian were right to consume each other in

@andy cannonThank you so much for your message! Can’t wait to have your feedbacks! You also have access to the corrected version: from chapter 1 to 14 for better pacing 🫶🏼

@VBlewThank you so much for you comment! 🫶🏼 it was a heavy chapter, but everything will soon come to a close ( final chapters very soon)

@Seraph28 It was…😢

Chapter 18 Hadrian’s throne was not merely marble and gold; it was an altar to power, the apex of the known world. Rome sprawled at his feet—dust of Hispania, mist of Britannia, sun-scorched Syria—each territory a verse in his living epic. Below the dais, the Great Hall pulsed with orchestrated chaos: courtiers, envoys, priests. Voices layered like incense smoke, ambition and worship woven into one. And yet, Hadrian’s attention was narrowed to a single, intimate ritual. A