Welcome to the land of Thestria, where sunny days and beaming faces are never lacking, where crops are abundant and water is plentiful, where the royal family is well-loved by the people, and where the world's only female knight dwells.
Knighthood is the path that the honorable Lady Odessa has chosen for herself. Bold and smart as her father, she prowls the streets at night, bringing to justice those thieves and scoundrels that dare to harm the fair, hard-working Thestrians.
Unfortunately, at the ripe age of nineteen, disasters begin to throw Odessa's life off-balance. Before she can decide what she wants for herself, she is practically thrown out of Thestria and into a perilous, dangerous world that even one as hardy as herself is barely able to handle. The fate of the royal family, her friends, and her beloved country are suddenly thrust into her quick hands, and the path to saving them is like a march to the gallows. Surrounding her on all sides are thieves, assassins, tyrants, traitors, pirates, demons, cruel deserts, crushing oceans, kingdoms with walls as high has the clouds, dark caves with unspoken horrors, and beautiful forests filled with treachery.
Luckily, there is help-but not the kind of help Odessa was hoping for. Now, the only way for her to save herself (and everything that she holds dear) is to fight alongside the very sort of people she's always fought against.
Once upon a time, there lived a poor little girl in the dirty streets of the human world. With her parents gone and her having to survive alone, she became strong and stiff. As the little girl grew older, she learned dark secret of heart-break, forever sealing her heart in a wall of steel. From that day forward she decided never to want to love again. With her heart set, she became one of the best thieves around, cold-hearted and smart. She went by the code name "Nightstrike". Nobody knew who this thief was, or how to stop them. She was as fast as lightning and left without a trace when morning came. However, one day she was finally caged.
Her jail was those crystal green eyes and light blonde hair. With one flash of that dazzling smile she bowed down, her steel heart broken by the man. The man was captivated by this poor little thief and his heart fell for her.
The two ran off together, never wanting to stop staring into each other's love struck eyes, and not caring about the world. The girl forever knew that he was only hers and he knew that she was only his. Then they lived happily ever after.
Except, that's not how the story went. That 'happily ever after' never happened. Actually, everything in the last two paragraphs never happened.
My name is Syrina. I am NightStrike and I have entered the largest pack in the world.
My cousin, my mortal enemy. My heart, stone. But my fighting spirit, burning with desire.
With the brink of war of rogues and power-hungry men versus pure and powerful mythicals, my story has just begun.
And my knives, have yet to strike...