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THE LAST SIGNAL BEFORE DAWN

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Fifty years ago, the Veyans vanished. Their ships rose as one and disappeared into the void, leaving behind ruins, fractured technology, and a world collapsing into chaos. Time itself began to break—pockets of the past bleeding into the present, moments of the future flickering and dying before they could be born. They call it the Fracture. Lyra survives by scavenging Veyan relics and trading them to the highest bidder. Hope is a luxury she abandoned long ago. Trust is a weakness she cannot afford. But when she discovers an artifact no human has ever seen, the dormant Signal Tower screams to life—and through the static, a voice speaks. His name is Solen. He is Veyan. He is dying, scattered across the broken timeline of Earth. And he believes Lyra is the only one who can save him. Bound together by the artifact, Lyra ventures into the Fracture Zones—where past and present collide, and danger waits in every shadow. As she hunts for the fragments of Solen, their connection deepens into something neither expected. A longing that bends time. A bond that defies the ruins of a dying world. But the signal has awakened something else. An ancient enemy that hunted the Veyans across the stars now turns its gaze toward Earth. The Fracture is widening. The enemy is feeding. And Lyra must make an impossible choice: save the man she is falling for, or send the last signal before dawn—a call that could heal the world, but cost her everything. A sweeping sci-fi romance. A love story across time. A final chance for a dying world.
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