Bloodright
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Last published Mon, Jul 3, 2023
In a kingdom where power is the only currency and blood the highest law, Raiah, an orphan turned head guard, faces the cruel realities of her world every day. When the cruel Emperor of Melvale announces the contest for the crown, Raiah finds herself thrust into a deadly game of royal politics and clandestine warfare. In the midst of it all, an escalating rebellion threatens to shatter the kingdom's fragile peace, drawing her further into a labyrinth of secrets, deceit, and looming war. When the mask of the rebellion's leader is pulled off, Raiah's world implodes, revealing a face from her darkest nightmares and her most precious memories. As the world she knows teeters on the brink of collapse, alliances shift, bonds are tested, and the lines of loyalty blur. Now, Raiah must confront the ghosts of her past and the tyranny of a king to claim a future she never dared to imagine. In this game of thrones, can she break free from the chains of her past and bring about the fall of an empire? Or will she be consumed by the very crown she seeks to shatter? Bloodright. Crownfall. Thronebreaker. One choice will define her. One choice will break her. One choice will set her free.
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