Phoenicis - Azarath's Lost Princess
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Last published Wed, Apr 16, 2014
I can deal with being an orphan. I can deal with people in this craphole called school. I’m happy with being my normal nerdy – loner self.
But what I can’t deal with is breathing fire from my mouth. Getting ten freaking times stronger than normal human beings! Waking up one day with bright red hair and a dragon tattoo going down my left arm and let’s not forget suddenly being told that my parents aren’t dead but are ruling over Azarath, a planet 10 trillion light years away from earth. If that’s bad enough, they’re at war and I, their so called warrior princess am their only hope.
You must think I’m crazy – hell I think I’m crazy but this is happening whether I like it or not. A few months ago I thought I was Pheeona Drew, nerdy girl living with my over protective foster mom but I’m not.
I am Phoenicis Dràkōn and I am Azarath’s lost princess.
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