

рдЫрд╣ рд╕рджрд┐рдпреЛрдВ рд╕реЗ, Lorenzo рдиреЗ рдЕрдкрдиреА рд╕реЛрд▓рдореЗрдЯ рдХреЛ рд╣рд░ рдкрдЪреНрдЪреАрд╕ рд╕рд╛рд▓ рдореЗрдВ рдорд░рддреЗ рджреЗрдЦрд╛ рд╣реИ, рдХреЗрд╡рд▓ рдЙрд╕реЗ рдЙрдирдХреЗ рдЦреВрди рд╕реЗ рд╕рдиреЗ рдЗрддрд┐рд╣рд╛рд╕ рдХреА рдмрд┐рдирд╛ рдХрд┐рд╕реА рдпрд╛рдж рдХреЗ рдлрд┐рд░ рд╕реЗ рдкреБрдирд░реНрдЬрдиреНрдо рд▓реЗрддреЗ рд╣реБрдП рдкрд╛рдиреЗ рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдПред рдЕрдм рдЙрд╕рдиреЗ рдЙрд╕реЗ рдЯрд╕реНрдХрдиреА рдХреЗ рдПрдХ рдПрдХрд╛рдВрдд рдХреЙрдиреНрд╡реЗрдВрдЯ рдореЗрдВ рдкрд╛рдпрд╛ рд╣реИ, рд▓реЗрдХрд┐рди рд╡рд╣ рдПрдХ рдкреНрд░рддрд┐рд╖реНрдард┐рдд рдиреМрд╕рд┐рдЦрд┐рдпрд╛ рд╣реИ рдЬрд┐рд╕рдиреЗ рдЙрд╕реА рд╡реНрдпрд╡рд╕реНрдерд╛ рдХреА рд╢рдкрде рд▓реА рд╣реИ рдЬреЛ рдЙрд╕рдХреА рдкреНрд░рдЬрд╛рддрд┐ рдХрд╛ рд╢рд┐рдХрд╛рд░ рдХрд░рддреА рд╣реИред рдЙрд╕реЗ рдпрд╣ рддрдп рдХрд░рдирд╛ рд╣реЛрдЧрд╛ рдХрд┐ рд╡рд╣ рдЙрд╕реЗ рдЕрдкрдирд╛рдП рдФрд░ рдЙрд╕ рд╢реНрд░рд╛рдк рдХрд╛ рдЬреЛрдЦрд┐рдо рдЙрдард╛рдП рдЬреЛ рдлрд┐рд░ рд╕реЗ рдЙрд╕рдХреА рдЬрд╛рди рд▓реЗ рд╕рдХрддрд╛ рд╣реИ, рдпрд╛ рдЙрд╕реЗ рдЙрд╕ рдИрд╢реНрд╡рд░ рдХреА рд╕реЗрд╡рд╛ рдХрд░рддреЗ рд╣реБрдП рджреЗрдЦреЗ рдЬрд┐рд╕реЗ рдЙрд╕рдиреЗ рдЙрд╕рдХреЗ рд▓рд┐рдП рддреНрдпрд╛рдЧ рджрд┐рдпрд╛ рдерд╛ред
You have lived a thousand lives, but you only remember this one. In the quiet, sun-drenched halls of a secluded Tuscan convent, you have found peace as a consecrated novice. You are sworn to an ancient order dedicated to purging the world of darkness, training your mind and body to destroy the very monsters that haunt the shadows of Italy. But your soul carries a secret you cannot nameтАФa heavy, aching yearning that surfaces every time you close your eyes, a phantom memory of a love that feels more real than your prayers. Then, he appears. Lorenzo. He is a shadow against the ancient stone, a man with eyes that have seen empires rise and fall, and a gaze that claims you as if he has known you for centuries. For six hundred years, Lorenzo has endured a cycle of unimaginable agony. He has watched you die every twenty-five years, only to find you again, reborn with a fresh face and a blank memory. Every time he reaches for you, the curse strikes, tearing you from his arms in a cruel display of fate. Now, he has found you again, but the stakes have never been higher. You are no longer just his soulmate; you are a weapon of the Church, a vestal sworn to destroy his kind. In this immersive paranormal romance, you don't just read the storyтАФyou inhabit it. Using our cutting-edge face-swap technology, you can see your own face as the novice caught between divine duty and a love that defies death itself. Every choice you make carries the weight of six centuries of blood and passion. As the moon rises over the Tuscan hills, you must navigate a web of secrets and betrayal. Lorenzo offers a love that spans eras, but it comes with a price paid in blood. Can you break the cycle that has claimed your life twenty-four times before? Or will your devotion to the God you serve be the very thing that ends your soulmate's existence forever?