Between Illusion & Shadow
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Last published Sun, Jul 1, 2018
An Illyrian female isn't worth much, but an Illyrian female with a tender heart is worth even less. When everything that Zansi loves is put in peril, the desperate female defies her very culture and honour to protect it. In order to save her beautiful soul she first has to obliterate it. Eventual AzrielXOC romance, set after the events of the main series.
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