At the age of fourteen, Brooke is beautiful, deceptive, cunning, and deadly. She is an expert archer, and aspires to join the Guard, a rebellious group trying to over throw their King and stop the war destroying their land. Her Aunt, however, has something else she wishes for her young niece- the life of a house wife.
Unable to persuade her Aunt, Brooke does as she is told, and puts off her dreams, settling for reading of heroes instead. One, in particular, is her favorite: The Red Rider- a hero who was never seen, never caught, and never treated as a true hero. The story of the illusive Red Rider comes with a catch- he or she may still be alive.
One day, Brooke's seemingly boring life turns upside down when a strange woman claims to know her Aunt. But when they confront each other, it's obvious there is bad blood, which is taken to the next level when Brooke's home is burned and her Aunt is no where to be found. All that remained of the place she once called home: A blood red cape- identical to the one in her stories.
To free her Aunt, and find the mysterious woman, Brooke sets out on her own, putting her true skills to the test as she accidently gets caught in between the warring sides, and battles off hordes of men trying to capture her as well. Meanwhile, the stranger she had seen proves herself more than once to be a friend, while at the same time putting Brook in harms way like that of an enemy. When everything is finally revealed to Brooke, about herself, her Aunt, and the Red Rider, can Brooke come to terms about who she really is- and what she is to become?
With Ravaryn on the brink of war, King Orson becomes desperate for any edge against the ever-growing Targaryn kingdom. So desperate, he calls to his rebellious, decorated assassin to murder the crowned prince, soon to be king. Vera is resistant at first, but when the king proposes her freedom in exchange for the prince's head, she reluctantly agrees.
The only problem? This mission is near to impossible, and her team of thieves is made up of four teenagers.... and two new additions -a defiant princess with daddy issues and a cold-blooded soldier with a mission to kill.
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Then we stood at the mouth of the sewer, staring into the dark abyss with nothing but a finicky lamp and an unusual team of six rebellious kids.
What we were about to do was treason at the highest level. It was hard not to think about as it thrummed in my body, through my blood. My adrenaline was already pumping through me. If we got caught... if any of us were recognized... The consequences were too severe to think about.
But, then again, though we faced impending doom, I knew I secretly loved it--the rush. I craved it, sought it out. That's what brought us here, thousands of miles from our home, about to enter the enemy's heart.
"Are you ready?" I asked, to no one in particular but saw it fitting. Sophie gave me a weak smile, but it was Sorin who responded, smirking cockily and flipping his only blade into his holster.
"Let's go kill a prince."