Elora Van Eck | Kaz Brekker
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  • Time 4h 5m
  • Reads 39,968
  • Votes 1,133
  • Parts 34
  • Time 4h 5m
Complete, First published Jul 24, 2021
Mature
Elora Van Eck | Kaz Brekker 

  A broken soul's imagination is stronger than any other. And when a promise that has been made many years ago becomes your salvation, you suddenly believe in all these unbelievable fairy tales again. 

  Elora Van Eck, an obedient young lady, raised under the safety of her father. Kaz Brekker, a cunning young man, a thief, and a liar.

  Where is Elora Van Eck? 
What does Kaz need her help for? 
Is that his only drive? 
Will Kaz keep his promise and protect the girl?

Started: August 30th 2021
Finished: June 16th 2024
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