Sequel to Black Ice | Deathsworn #1 "I cannot tell you to quell your anger because even I am simmering with it. Take care of that fire and use it to forge yourself further. Do not give it a chance to burn you. Never aim for revenge. Aim for redemption." Evy, Eren and Maun seeks refuge in the Temple of the Gods to prepare them for the vengeance of the evil they had repelled earlier--a disfigured empress, backed by an existence dabbling in unknown forces that may just tear at their whole world right through.

Her destiny is her greatest fear. Seventeen-year-old Halen Windspeare will do anything to extinguish the flames that spark beneath her fingertips. But, returning to the place where she witnessed her father drown forces the fire to ignite. When she encounters a breathtaking stranger from the ocean depths, Halen discovers an underwater world where dark truths about her past surface. Her uncontrolled powers make her both a weapon and a target. Thrust into Dax's dangerous realm, Halen must learn to control the magick burning within her. But with a vindictive demon hunting her and allies keeping deadly secrets, she must navigate a web of lies to master powers that could either save everyone she loves-or destroy them all. The Siren Chronicles Book One Shadow Hunters X The Little Mermaid Read the first ten chapters on Wattpad! Continue reading for FREE on Kindle Unlimited. Link in bio

In the kingdom of Highfire, you can pack an entire house into one suitcase, grow a vegetable in a second, and have an intriguing conversation with a tree that is four times your size. If you are Aurelie Dranoir, the chosen heir to the Highfire throne, you might not find all these things as appealing as they sound.

⭐️Silver Medal winner in the 2016 Readers' Favorite Book Award, Silver award winner in IBPA's 2016 Benjamin Franklin Awards, Semifinalist Winner in the 2016 Kindle Book Award, Finalist in the 2015 USA Best Book Awards, Winner in Wattpad's 2015 Watty Awards, Awesome Indies Approved & A Wattpad Featured Story⭐️ She never felt like she belonged...until magic pulled her into a world beyond her wildest imagination. Perfect for fans of the Throne of Glass series and the Grisha Trilogy. Sixteen-year-old Aurora wishes she were anyone else. Mistreated by her adopted family and bullied at school, she believes things can't get any worse. But when she's kidnapped and dragged through an ancient tapestry into the magical world of Avalonia, she soon discovers that some dreams can easily turn into nightmares. Hunted by the evil tyrant Queen Morgana, who will stop at nothing to get rid of the last surviving heir to the powerful Firedrake dynasty, Aurora struggles to fit into her new life as a mage at the prestigious Academy of Evolon. Threatened by treachery at every turn and desperate to prove herself worthy, she uncovers a dark, complicated web of political intrigue that threatens the very existence of the seven kingdoms of Avalonia. Aided by the powerful Duke of Silverthorne, a fae friend, and a handsome but mysterious outlaw called the Black Wolf, Aurora struggles to master her magic and get her rare powers under control before it's too late. If she fails, her new home and her family will be enslaved forever... The Last of the Firedrakes is the first novel in The Avalonia Chronicles series of enchanting YA fantasies. If you like resilient heroines, plentiful magic, immortal fae warriors, and sizzling romance you'll love Farah Oomerbhoy's enthralling story. You can now purchase The Last of The Firedrakes in ebook, hardcover, paperback, and audiobook format at Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Apple, Kobo, and more.

"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.