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The Princess of Terrasen

The Princess of Terrasen

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Throne Of Glass
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Aelin Ashryver Whitethorn Galathynius roared her wrath to the stars, her magic flaring around her in a pillar of fire. Rowan's own blood pounded in his ears, the sound deafening. They took her. His daughter. He turned to his wife, his mate who stared at the horizon in despair so complete it cracked Rowan's mask. The heir of Terrasen had been stolen. ---------------------- Aella Astern. An unstoppable warrior bloodsworn to a Queen who uses Aella's magic to bring chaos to the known world. The most powerful magic user of all time, Aella Astern is destined to rule an empire that will sweep the world. And any worlds beyond it. But she is hiding something that could doom everything she holds close to her heart of wildfire. As she grows stronger and all eyes turn to the most powerful female in the world, it is attracting unwanted attention that she cannot hide from. A/N- This is IMPORTANT. I wasn't sure where I was going with this story in the beginning so it's very haphazard with no particular direction. It does get better around the eighth chapter where I finally get a sense for the story so please keep reading!
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Here is my spin on Throne of Glass but Mafia style! "Aelin looked at the man who was her enemy. He represented everything she hated about this world they lived in. His green eyes stared back. Full of hate. Yet there was some lust lost in the deep green. His silver hair striking against the black of his tuxedo. She had to remember that the gala was neutral territory and she couldn't gut him as they danced around the ball. His eyes roaming her body. Trying to find her weaknesses." "Rowan looked down at the golden beauty. She was heir to the most dangerous mafia family in all of Erilea. She was nothing like Lyria. Who was soft and musical. Aelin was a wildfire wanting to escape her compounds. Yet he watched her dance with her chosen partner. The brown haired young man. Sam was now watching from their families table as he brought Aelin around for one final spin."

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