"You're a monster," I whisper meekly. Fatigue is finally taking its toll. He slid his rough fingers under my chin, raising my bowing head to meet his gaze, "What do you plan to do about that?" My hair falls behind me. Slowly, my eyes begin to shut. - From a forest of Elves to a kingdom of humans, the Sylvian race lies in between these two crowns. Those who had the strange characteristics of the Sylvian clan were cast aside and stripped of everything they owned. The Elvin kingdom removed every trace of the Sylvian clan apart from one. Sylvie is captured, will she make it out alive or will she join her people in their graves? *NOTE* this story is unedited. please ignore spelling errors, grammar mistakes, and incorrect format.

~ AVAILABLE ON AMAZON: https://www.amazon.com/dp/164434193X ~ She hated riding the subway. It was cramped, smelled, and the seats were extremely uncomfortable to sit on for hours on end. Now add a group of crazy mask-wearing, weapon-wielding, maniacs to the ever growing list of reasons why Gemma hated riding the subway. Gemma Conners is your average eighteen year old and for the past two years she's been riding the subway to and from school with no problem. She always expected the same ol' same ol'. Cramped spaces, hard seats, and perverts staring her up and down and "accidentally" bumping into her and blaming it on the train as it jostled people into one another. Never did she expect a group of masked men to rush in and hold everyone onboard hostage, demanding that they all play along with their sick and twisted idea of a "game". It was either that or die. To add on to her ever growing list of problems, one of the passengers onboard just so happens to be Archer Daniels, your typical high school "heartthrob" and Gemma's classmate. Her day just kept getting better and better. With Gemma's luck, she'd be lucky if she lasted five minutes. Yep. She really hated the subway. *Book Cover Credit: Irah Marie* Thanks again for making such an AMAZING cover!❤️