Throne to the Wolves

Throne to the Wolves

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Paranormal
Elara was never ment to be a normal girl by any stretch of the imagination, but she never knew how different she was going to be...but then again if your whole life path is altered the second you're born you don't have an old life to look back on and miss. You see most girls with a royal status had the same destiny to remain in their rulers shadow. Be it their father, or husband, their only job to look pretty. A display of the kingdom, dressed up to show off the kingdom's great fortune, that and maybe produce a few heirs. But being put on display isn't always a good thing when you are teetering between life and death, torn between two worlds, two worlds that hate eachother. In case you were wondering this is not your normal run of the mill werewolf story, but it is one that will keep you on your toes.
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Theia, Queen of the North, ruled with a composure as refined as it was ruthless. Whispers of her name drifted through the kingdom like winter's breath, sharp, unrelenting, and impossible to ignore. She was something far more dangerous, a ruler forged in frost and blood, whose mercy was seldom granted and never expected. Lamia arrived as nothing more than a whisper of misfortune, rescued from a life of cruelty best left buried and delivered into service within the palace walls. Unwanted, unseen, and achingly alone, she knew better than to draw attention, especially from a Queen whose favor could elevate or destroy with a single glance. But courts are treacherous places, where power is a game and hearts are liabilities. For beneath the Queen's polished restraint lies a storm not easily tamed, and Lamia, fragile yet unbroken, may be the only one who dares to stand within it. In a kingdom where loyalty is fleeting and the past never loosens its grip, one truth lingers... Even the most graceful courts are built upon blood.

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