worlds_in_words
"DON'T CALL ME SWEETIE." I roared, glaring at the pompous prince. He smirked, relishing my reaction. I growled, pacing again, angry that I had let him get to me.
"Why don't you calm down."
"Just like you to think 'about to be tortured and killed' is a calm situation."
He rolls his eyes, sitting back. "Don't worry the Rebellion will be here. And I'll protect you from these assholes." He winks, smirking as my face betrays me and flushes red. I glare at him again, wishing more than ever I could punch his smug face.
"What about the asshole in my cell?" I march as far away as I can.
"You know you love me," he calls across the cell. "Sweetie."
Arista has spent her entire life trying to prove herself. Joining the Rebellion to fight the Republic. Training with her best friend every day, and enlisting herself for a dangerous mission. She created walls around her heart, sure that it would only make her stronger. But her whole life changes when she meets Prince Jaxon.
Prince Jaxon has always had everything he wanted. The youngest Royal of the Fifth Kingdom of Lestius he had never had a care in world. But when the Republic robs on everything he meets a feisty young girl who changes his view of everything.
As they both rush to save the Five Kingdoms from the Republic they face challenges both within and outside them. Through love, death, and war will they survive? And even if they do, will things ever be the same? Will they ever find what both need?