The wheels of fate have started turning, setting into motion the deathly chariot of destiny... It all began with a piece of parchment-a missive from Eitheon that confirmed Vorigan's darkest fears. The Emperor of Aria sent forth the formidable members of the Imperial Guard to seek out the last descendant of Ilirion's Bloodline. Little did he know, she was nearer than they had anticipated, and one of their own was keeping her hidden from Vorigan's sight. Ayana knew they would come for her one day, but she did not expect it to be so soon... Can Ayana protect her loved ones? Can she escape the clutches of the ill famed Imperial Guard? Can she truly outrun the fiery tentacles of fate?

"*Completed*"I froze the first boy I ever kissed. And I don't mean he got cold feet..." Megan is pretty unhappy when she's forced to move to a tiny, freezing town in Canada. It's going to be totally boring, right? Things heat up when she discovers that she possesses a growing power that's becoming more and more difficult to control. Not only that, but the power has attracted some interesting people. A smouldering young man who claims to be her rescuer, and his icy but attractive enemy. They're both claiming to be the good guy, so who exactly is she supposed to trust? Megan finds herself embroiled in an ancient battle between two kingdoms, slowly discovering an identity she never knew she had. Cover designed by Marie Tilmant

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