BRIDGE FOR THE GODS

BRIDGE FOR THE GODS

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Criselda is Alfar, the only race that can open bridges between the Nine Worlds. On the morning she first meets Miguel, Watcher of Asgard, she is smitten by his golden good looks and charmed by his quiet confidence. When tragedy strikes her world, she is forced to flee with him to his. Miguel is sworn to protect Asgard but soon struggles to take his duty as seriously as his growing feelings for Criselda. And Lucas? He can't decide whether to let Criselda redeem him or punish her for trying. Swept up in a decades-old conflict, Criselda is caught between a god she might love and a friend who could be either victim or villain. With her heart and possibly her life on the line, she must learn to discern truth from lies-because trusting the wrong person could destroy entire worlds.
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"You think I give a shit about everyone else in Prythian if it's your life on the line?" Azriel snapped. Eclipse's eyes watered and she looked away in frustration. Azriel reached forward and grabbed her chin forcing her to look at him. Eclipse's breath caught in her throat at the intensity of his stare. "If it's you or Prythian, I will light the fucking fires myself and burn it all to the ground." "Az-" she breathed softly staring into his hazel eyes. "No. I waited 500 years for this, for you, and if you think that I will ever be okay with spending one Cauldron damned second of this life without you from this point forward, then you are sorely mistaken." He stared deeply into her eyes. "If you.. Mother.... If you die Eclipse there's no fucking point to anything. Mate or not you are the light of my life. Nothing makes sense without you, it's all just blood and shadow without you and I can't, I won't go back to that. So if you go, then I'm following right behind." What if, hear me out, but what if Rhysand's sister hadn't been the youngest of his blood relations. What if, before her death she had been married off to the heir to the Day Court? What if they had a daughter? Born somewhere in between the day and night, a bridge between the courts. Powers from both. An affinity to control the light and dark, an intuition so keen she had never been wrong a day in her life, an affinity for magic and spells so strong she could rival her father, known by many names. The Warrior Princess, the Candle in the Dark, Daydreamer, Eclipse; Spell Weaver.

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