Once upon a time, in a land where human has never set foot and creatures straight from a fairytale roam free, a raging, savage war is underway. This is the land of Aaluna.
It is a war between dark and light, good and evil, a seemingly constant struggle for the upper hand that can never be consistently achieved for either side, yet the tides are turning.
The Exiles are the masters of war and the ignition of all nightmares themselves, with one common goal: to kill off all good and righteousness that stands against them.
The Insiders are the pure flame in the surrounding darkness that must not be extinguished, as all hope rests in their hands. Yet how can a single candle stay aflame in a crowd of creatures so determined to extinguish it?
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A young Insider named Aurora is left to wander Aaluna aimlessly ever since a fateful event in her past left her without a family, and most of all, alone. That is, until she meets the Paladins.
Who are these mysterious group of Insiders, and can they help her solve her cryptic past? And furthermore, what does she mean to the Paladins?
Can she help play the cards in the Insiders' favor, or will she let such a delicate spark perish altogether, engulfed in an ink blackness?
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(This book is still in its very early stages, so please don't mind any errors or plot holes that may arise. That being said, you have the chance to read a fantasy book in its most raw state, and have the potential to see it grow and shape into something amazing and unique. Comments and critiques are greatly appreciated and help my writing process by tenfold! So don't be afraid, take a chance and step into a new world...)
Dawn Rosier/ Tom Riddle
No soul beyond the Dark Lord's inner circle has ever laid eyes upon his sons. They exist as specters, whispers in the shadows, their names nothing more than echoes of something unseen. Yet, as all empires seek longevity, so does their ruler. The Dark Lord has decreed it-his bloodline will not fade into obscurity. It will endure. It will multiply. It will be bound by legacy, sealed in blood.
Mattheo Riddle, the youngest, is a creature of indulgence, a man who plays with fate as if it were nothing more than a game of cards. A gambler. A wasted heir. There is no use binding him to a wife.
But Tom... Tom is different. The firstborn. The one forged not in vice, but in duty. A blade honed by silence, sharpened by obedience. He does not falter. He does not waver. And now, he must wed.
Not for love. Not for want.
But because his father commands it. Because he must be the start to an unending stream of bloodshed and violence. It all should start with him.
But the task would soon evolve into something neither he nor Dawn Rosier thought it could be. Yearning, Despair, Wrath and Crumbling.
A story of sense and sensation,
Past and Present as eternal enemies of every day.
This is the story of Dawn Rosier.
Tropes:
Forced marriage
Slow burn
Age gap
Gothic
I own Dawn Rosier's character.