This is a fantasy story about a girl who lives as the daughter of a servant. A girl who will need to walk to path of a dragonrider to fulfill her destiny. But there is a new thread lurking in the shadows. And she is possibly the only one who can stop it. I will probably update this description later again, but now I don't have much inspiration for a better description. This is my first in English written book so be warned that there can be some grammar issues. You can always comment about grammar mistakes and ideas are always welcome. I hope you will like my book. This book is made with the help of a couple other people. In the book I will point out which character is from who and some other things. The cover is from @ziezazoe definitely also check out her profile. I have chosen to make this book with the help of @ziezazoe, @JVWmusicGirl, @EliseSchouten, Julian_is_a_fanboy and @ASimple-Mistake. I will post announcements myself but chapters will be posted after they both reviewed it. This will start from chapter 8. This group will also review my new book: Floriedium (The hidden ones part.1). When you have time please also check that book out. Nothing of this book can be used without first asking me if you could copy something of it. You have your own fantasy, when you really want to use it first send me a message and I will look if I agree. I hope you guys will like my book.

[A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY AND ON THE WATTY'S 2018 LONGLIST] "As if I'm dreaming, his lips touch mine. It's awkward, with my head turned to the side and his beside mine, but when his hand comes up to hold my jaw, it becomes all too easy to kiss him back." Cover: @MuriLexa Copyright © 2019 by Sooaura

Everyone grows up waiting anxiously for midnight, January 1st of their 18th year of life. Everyone grows up waiting for the chance to find out who their soulmate is. The whole concept of switching bodies still weirded me out, though it was a natural thing that had been occurring for generations. No matter who the person I was destined to be with was, or where he lived, at the strike of midnight we would instantly do a Freaky Friday and encompass the other's body. The soulmate switch.