Rise of the Wolf Queen

Rise of the Wolf Queen

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A Queen, Gods' chosen will seek to find A retribution blessed by the Divine. Powers of water will peacefully slumber, beside the frost that will slowly encumber. Curse of the wolf, woman yet beast. A court to claim for aid or feast. The enemy is Death, quickly coming, Return of the Dragons, time is running. Oivenerth, the Bringer of Death Brervros, the Gentleheart both dragons of powerful Breath Fate decides who lives and dies. A World to save with or without allies. Blood of elves and Dwarven steel, Men and Creatures, all will feel. A Queen she must be to answer the call, For only one will stand at the end of it all. ~ Ten years ago, Gwendolyn Adriel watched her parents die at the hands of her uncle. For weeks she suffered as he tortured her, driven by his insatiable lust for power and obsession with necromancy. Gwendolyn was the key to a prison long since hidden, a prison that held the very origins of death and chaos itself. To keep Endor from using her powers to unleash a plague of doom across Galleria, she made a deal with a goddess. A deal that turned her into a monster. Now, nineteen years old, her destiny has caught back up to her much faster than she would care to admit. This lost, broken Queen with naught a penny to her name must venture to topple the madman from her throne. A throne that is her right by blood. She is afraid of her destiny, and she is not confident in her success. But then again, heroes never set out on these adventures alone. Rhea Cloverith, an elf hailing from the Spring lands who was caught in the wrong place at the wrong time, is like a sister to her. Samuel Dristen, General of the Mortal armies of Westerwyn, hides rebellion beneath a mask of fealty to Endor's madness. Rydian Camery, a man who has lost everything, yet is ready to give everything. Prince Celebrin Silvian from the Winter Court, some think him a cold bastard. But there is a warm heart that beats in his chest. And Arrow, the soul of the beast which lives inside her.
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Hidden in the peaks of Draconia, a young woman starts to awaken a legacy long buried by time, war, and fear. Marked by ancient blood and whispered prophecy, Sasha Trithorn is more than a daughter of dragons - she is chosen by silent gods to spark a rebirth of a forgotten species unbeknownst to her. Challenges await her as she grows and learns. Traitors are made known, alliances created, and love dares to bloom in the midst of everything. Will she embrace her destiny-or be destroyed by it? This story has Sasha experience life, death, tragedy, loneliness, hope, despair, family, friends, politics, the military and a soul mate. Follow along to experience her life with her as she figures out what her so called destiny is to hold. Warning: This story contains, potential rape, physical intimacy, death, bloodied scenes from battle. Excerpt: I cursed the gods as I fell, anger and fear twisting in my chest. "Is this the fate you had in mind for me?! I'm going to die today, and NOTHING will ever come of my life! Your CHOSEN is worth nothing to you!" Tears streamed up my face, and I steeled myself for the inevitable. As I fell, I caught sight of the landscape below-a beautiful forest, rolling valleys, waterfalls, and lakes. It was breathtaking, and I felt a pang of regret that I might never set foot on that ground. I tried spreading my wings again, but the pain was unbearable. As the ground rushed up to meet me, I saw a lake almost directly below me. I could only hope it was deep enough to break my fall. With one final, desperate effort, I slowed my descent just enough to aim for the center of the water. "Gods! PLEASE SAVE ME!" I screamed, my voice torn from my throat as I hit the water with a bone-shattering force. The impact knocked the breath from my lungs, and everything went black as I sank into the depths. All characters and their stories were originally created by me. Any imagery created with pictures was made by me with the help of AI technology.

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