Survivor
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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture58 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication sam., juil. 6, 2019
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Fiction
Fantasy
Kanara Teylia is a feared huntress that calls her home the mountains, she is the one that people whisper around camp fires about the wild and untameable goddess that soars the skies like she is the wind itself, where foolish males hear of a raging beauty and seek her only to see death and destruction in her eyes towards men. But even stories and legends fade out with time. Will the goddess of mountains regain what she has lost or will she cripple and the weight become unbearable and fall? This book is in a world that Sarah J Maas has created and only the characters mentioned in here that are not in the A Court of Thorns and Roses series are mine.
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** All rights to characters and plotline belong to Sarah J Maas, this is completely a fanfiction and I take no credit for the characters and places that Sarah J Maas has created** Born with wings that should not exist, Evanora (ev-uh-NOR-uh) has spent her life hiding in the shadows of Illyria. Concealed by her mother's desperate invention - a dark paste to mask the white leather of her birth - she learned early that survival meant silence, invisibility, and secrets. But when grief, fear, and fury spark a forbidden light within her, Evanora's secret can no longer remain buried. Hunted by her own people, she finds herself swept into the heart of the Night Court, where power, danger, and beauty are entwined. There she meets the Shadowsinger - unreadable, relentless, a warrior who sees too much. Tasked with training her, he becomes both her harshest trial and her most unexpected tether. Yet as whispers of war rise across Prythian, and the Autumn Court stirs schemes that could burn the realm to ash, Evanora must confront what she is, what she fears, and the truth of the bloodline her mother died to protect. In a court of fire and darkness, of love and betrayal, light may be her greatest weapon. Or her doom. [Also on AO3 under stvrlightt_cerys]

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