Brusenna is the last. All the other witches have been captured, their songs stolen and twisted from harmony and growth into chaos and death. She alone must stand against an evil much older and darker than anything she could ever imagine-an evil every witch before her has failed to vanquish. In that, Brusenna must be the first. And join my mailing list to stay up to date on my latest releases, cover reveals, and free books: http://eepurl.com/l8fl1 Purchase links: Barnes and Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/c/amber-argyle Kobo: http://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/Search?Query=amber+argyle Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Amber-Argyle/e/B004YE1BR4/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_pop_1

This is the end, Thranduil. Embrace it. An aching pain grows in my chest. The hurtful emotions that have been inside of me. Some positive, some negative. Even so, questions linger in my mind. Who will take the throne? What will happen to my kingdom? I feel a hairy leg brush against me. Please, let it be quick and painful, I think.

[NOTE: I'm not going to delete this, but I'm rewriting it. If the idea of this story interests you, please see "An American Nightmare" on this account. It'll feature deeper thought and characterization. It will also not accidentally glorify subjects that shouldn't be glorified.] Aurora is an interesting girl, She's into different things. She is strong. She likes Skillet a lot. One night at a skillet concert, She's kidnapped by Anthony........ Anthony has had anything but the easy life one would think a millionaire such as himself would have. He's been beaten, ridiculed, mocked and now he feels like causing other people pain for once. He's into horrible things, yet he isn't a horrible person. He's murdered before and plans on doing it again, until he kidnaps Aurora...... This unique tale of boy meets girl.... Will she choose to stay? Will she try to gain his trust? Will they fall in love and have a happy ending like her name... Aurora.

I watch in horror, as the arrow lodges itself into Legolas's chest. He grunts slightly and then falls to the ground, unmoving. I feel a tear form in my eye. "NO!" I shriek.