V The First
The AudioBook
“Close your eyes and listen — every secret, every scream, every heartbeat of the Basarab legacy."
Beneath the shadowed peaks of the Carpathians, The Audiobook of V The First breathes life into a tale where destiny defies the mortal and the divine. Hear the haunting journey of Janna, a humble girl of Bohemia, and Mircea I, the young prince of Wallachia—two souls bound by a love that blooms amid war, betrayal, and the unseen hands of witches, revenants, and the dark-born Children of the Night. From their forbidden union is born a lineage of princes whose bloodline will carve its mark upon history, culminating in the rise of Vlad III—Dracula. With immersive narration, atmospheric soundscapes, and the weight of centuries echoing in every word, this audiobook invites you to step into a world where myth and history entwine, and fate whispers through the wind-swept halls of kings.
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The Rise of the Basarabs
Book I
The Realm of Mankind
Act I
The Realm of Mankind
Part I
The Edge of All Things
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The Edge of All Things
The Girl at the Edge
Janna...
Janna Nováková—a servant girl, beautiful and haunted, yet marked by destiny. From her womb will come sons who command armies and shape nations. And in time, a grandson whose name will thunder through the ages: Prince Vlad III—Dracula.
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About Witches
The Road of Earth and Fires
Sorina & Ornela
Teacher and Aprentice
On the road that leads to the town of Valtice in Bohemia, two cloaked riders appeared as the sun bent low, spilling its dying gold across the land.
Atop a large chestnut mare rode Sorina—youthful in form, regal in bearing. No stranger would have guessed she had already witnessed a hundred winters before the age of Basarab.
Beside her, on a small grey pony, rode Ornela—ten years old and no older in spirit.
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On Houses and Blood
The Cost of Daughters
In high society, marriage was not a union of hearts but of survival.
A bride was not chosen for love, nor even beauty, but for what she carried with her: land, coin, alliances, silence. Sons inherited names and power. Daughters inherited expense. A family without male heirs did not merely decline—it unraveled, one dowry at a time.
In such houses, daughters were counted early and weighed carefully. Too many, and the cost became ruinous. Each marriage required payment, negotiation, concession. Each refusal narrowed the future. To have only girls was not misfortune—it was a quiet catastrophe, spoken of only behind closed doors.
This was the arithmetic of nobility.
And it was merciless.
Before the Ashes
The House of Novák
Three generations earlier, the Novak estate was not yet a place of silence. It lay folded into the hills like a kept secret—vineyards sloping gently toward dark woods, stone walls still pale with new mortar, the manor’s windows bright at dusk with lamplight and voices. The land was prosperous, but not ostentatious. The Novaks had never been a family that announced itself loudly. Their wealth came from patience: land tended carefully, alliances chosen sparingly, knowledge passed quietly from parent to child.
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About Cambions
Cambions
Cambions are not born of sin or desire, but of collapse. They emerge where ancient boundaries fail—where laws once thought immutable no longer hold. Neither demon nor mortal, neither witch nor revenant, they obey no hierarchy and inherit no allegiance. Power does not answer them; it gathers. Their existence is not a warning of what may come, but evidence of what has already occurred: the quiet dissolution of order beneath the world’s surface.
Born Unbound
Born Unbound
Morning crept gently into the woven sanctuary of branches, its pale light threading through each narrow opening like whispered promises of the waking world. The spring sun, still tender in its ascent, brushed the arboreal nest where Sorina and Ornela had taken refuge, illuminating the soft impressions of their rest upon leaf and wool.
Nestled in that fragile cradle, ten-year-old Ornela stirred. A faint whimper escaped her as she turned, eyes still closed, though some quiet instinct had already told her she lay alone. She stretched, small limbs unfolding with the slow grace of a child reluctant to relinquish sleep, and the cool air bloomed into soft clouds before her lips.
When at last she blinked toward the filtered light, the remnants of warm dreams clung to her like a blessing. A smile touched her round, drowsy face—gentle, unguarded, unaware of the shadows that trailed her every step. She curled deeper into the bedding for a heartbeat longer, convincing herself that she might delay the day’s burdens just a little more.
For children of promise often linger in the last moments of dawn, unaware that destiny is already watching.
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1315 AD The Great Famine
The Emissaries
“Once the Oracles spoke,
the four left behind the silence of ancient temples.
They come from the north and south, from east and west,
Emissaries of the four Watchtowers,
Bearing the fires, the waters, the sands, the winds—
And the Balance trembles before a child.”
— Fragment of the Old Sibylline Codex
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