The Warrior | Book One of the Origins Series
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Ongoing, First published Feb 23, 2022
Daughter of Mand'alor Bo-Katan Kryze and Lorsic Baren, Ersela Kryze is the heir to the throne of Mandalore. All her life she has trained to take her mother's place as Mand'alor, but as conflicts arise, for both Mandalore and the entire Galaxy, Ersela realizes she is a lot more than just the heir to her mother's throne, and that she has the power to change not just her home, but the Galaxy too.

Book One of the Origins Series

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BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.