Nights of Fire & Ash
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I draw my sword and stare him directly in the eyes, those eyes that I used to find so entrancing.
"How can you stand there and tell me you love me?" I barked at him. "You betrayed me. You let me think that some monster did it, when it was you?"
I was practically sobbing. He drew his own blade.
"Raeva, I love you. I did it for us. You didn't know how much they were going to drag you down. I saw the potential in you, to become something more." I took in his posture, his shoulders, his flexing jaw muscles.
"They didn't. I wasn't going to go back as far as they knew. I could have stayed with you. You didn't even think about me. You're so selfish! Not even that, you're a murderer!" I took a preemptive step towards him. If he was going to die on this hill, then so be it.
"Let me love you, Raeva. Let me give you the life you deserve! I love you!" His dark, deep chocolate eyes pleaded.
"Never again." I muttered. Then, I raised my sword and struck him.
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Raeva, a human woman, has suffered loss, death, and tragedy. Her life changes one night abruptly as she's caught in the cross fire of an immortal battle.
After being kidnapped by the Fae, she fights her way back to her family to find things were not how she left them. Her captor seems too good to be true after she finds her family dead. He gives her the home she had been longing for her entire life. Her tale of loss, grief, and love dives head first in the world of immortals and magic.
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