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Aeons once ruled the world. Now, their empire lies in ruin, and the survivors hide on the fringes of society. Nahlia is a librarian's apprentice who's obsessed with Aeon lore, scavenging for hints of their legendary power. But others are searching too, including the Templars who seek to hunt down the Aeon survivors. When the Templars attack her family, Nahlia is forced to infiltrate a secret academy and rise beyond everything she's ever known. https://davidmusk.com/books/aeonica-the-lost-redeemer

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

Can you imagine being a shape shifter a proud one strong and brave yet female. No ha well your gonna have to because that's what I am. Me and my family we were all shape shifter yet I was the only one of my kind. Oh by that I mean type of animal. but I didn't care I was glad that I could shift from a human to an animal it made me feel free and like nothing could ever change that. But Something did change that. One day my family got into a fight a battle that lasted 6 days and me being only 11 was not allowed to fight with the rest of my family. So they try to hide me bellow the cellar. After a while the sounds of the battle stopped I heard people looking through the house then nothing after a day of silence. I came out from beneath the cellar but when I did I wished I hadn't there was my family my mum, dad,3 brothers, gran and.... wait 3 brothers, I had four I looked around I didn't find him. Then It hit me my family my whole family was dead, killed, murdered. I fell to the ground and cried I felt broken. Suddenly I felt this pain in side of me emotional physical and mentally. I screamed out letting go of my anger and as I did I felt myself changing in to my animal form but when I was fully changed I felt different somehow like this transformation was final and I welcomed that being in animal form help To Dull the pain which I was glad of as I had no one to share it with. I buried my family and everyone else. Said good bye, And with that I turned away and ran Off in to the night I am arrabella night. The last and only horse shifter.