The Vines that Hang

The Vines that Hang

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Apr 28, 2023
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"WHAT THE FUCK." I screamed "Did you just stab him with a damn sword????" She lets out a crooked grin "Um yeah..." I look at her blankly. "Are you insane???" ~~~~ Azalea Brooks was not happy. She wasn't happy that she moved from THE Los Angeles to who knows where Oregon. She wasn't happy that on the first day of her new school, she ran into a girl that she immediately couldn't stand, yet at the same time couldn't help but know from somewhere. And Azaela especially isn't happy when a creepy cult is after her, for gods know why. Azalea's everyday life gets turned upside when she and the people around her end up being so much more than meets the eye. All Azaelea can do is navigate her way through these unfortunate circumstances with her sanity intact and her heart still beating.
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Since the death of both sets of her parents, Fynnith has lived far to the northwest, in the orcish fighting pits of Argul Kar after being taken as a prisoner when just a child. Having survived as the most feared fighter in the pits for over a dozen years, her mental health has increasingly deteriorated to the point where she is constantly hearing a voice in her head telling her to break out of the stone cell she sleeps in between fights, as she had a destiny to fulfill. After blacking out when the voice finally got too loud, she wakes up on a dirt road in a land she doesn't recognize. With an uncertain future, she looks to restart her life, not knowing that events beyond her knowledge have already started to move in ways that will force her to fight for things that the fighting pits never could have prepared her for. After all, a battle for love isn't always as direct as that with a sword. Or, maybe it is? TW: People will die, blood will spill, and there may be a little smut (if you're lucky!)

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