The tiny cracks in the ceiling was the only light I had to read with.I turned over my paper back closing its cover and setting it down beside me. I couldn't move much the small cellar only had enough room for two people and even though I was by myself it was covered in darkness. Who am I?,Corrine Malnek. A Jew in hiding from a man I once thought liked us but now I'm not so sure, Adolf Hitler. His pictures lined hallways people prayed for his well being,now I am only praying for his destruction. I am 14 years old,was taken away from my family and sent to live in germany where they thought I would be safe. They thought wrong. -------------------------------

What can a slave girl do when she's but a pawn in a game of kings? Sent to infiltrate the enemy kingdom as the new bride of the King of Palandyre, Cinclair has only one goal in mind: the prize is her freedom, the price is his life, and the task is murder. But the man she must kill ignites in her a fire she cannot quench, sends her blood racing with the first flash of his grin and the tilt of his brow, and it feels like a dagger in her gut to see him falling for a mask she wears and the lies she's spun, because one more day his passion grows means one less day that he may live. As stakes climb higher and the war drums pound louder outside the castle walls, the hour of his death draws unforgivably near. But the heart cannot kill what the heart beats for... and her heart beats for his. [ cover by @VaineLuchia ]