REVELATIONS - BOOK II

REVELATIONS - BOOK II

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Peace for Rain and her friends is short lived as Hell seeks revenge for the death of its First Prince. Dreams of betrayal foretell of the nightmare that is to come. The Solais has been shattered and new evils are emerging from the darkness but without her sword, Rain is powerless to stop them. Forced on the run, she sets off alone in search of the sword maker who forged the Solais. Following the words written in a journal kept during her sixty year slumber, Rain's quest becomes a race against time as Hell's hunger for vengeance pursues her.
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She woke to a world washed in silver. The clouds hung low, heavy with secrets. And when the rain began, soft, deliberate. She welcomed it like an old friend. But this morning wasn't like the others. Between the drops, she saw them. Tiny beings, born of shimmer and storm. Fairies. Real ones. They moved like the rain itself knew how to keep them hidden. And in that quiet wonder, something ancient stirred. Everyone else rushed past, umbrellas raised, eyes down. No one noticed. Except her. One fairy remained. Still, glowing, watching her like it had been waiting. When she whispered, "Hello," the world began to shift. But the rain wasn't the only thing falling that day. A parcel was coming. A diary that writes back. A demon who already knows her name. And a truth her father buried long ago. The past isn't sleeping. It's waking up.

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