Whispers of Aloria

Whispers of Aloria

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Astrid gripped the edge of the worn oak table, her fingers trembling against the smooth grain. In the flickering lamplight, she examined the strange glyph that had begun to etch itself into her hand-faint yet unmistakable. It was the only clue she had, other than the shards of memories that felt like splinters lodged deep within her mind. She had witnessed her parents' deaths. That much she knew. But no matter how hard she tried to reach into the void, the moment itself eluded her. She could remember her mother's warm laughter, her father's steady hand guiding her through the forest trails, but everything else was veiled in shadows. Joining the Retrievers wasn't about ambition or duty for her-it was necessity. The Heart of Aloria, broken and scattered across the realms, could grant any wish to the one who restored it. For Astrid, it wasn't power she sought, but answers. Answers to the question that haunted her every waking moment: What had happened that day?
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"I never feared death... until I saw you." ~•~•~ Samuel gazed up at her from beneath his dark brow. The many scars that littered his chest, made her heart ache for him. Had anyone cared for him when these wounds were fresh? "You are staring again." He commented, his voice neutral. Eden swallowed, biting her lip anxiously, "And you are shirtless." She replied, her voice equally as monotone. "Aye, I am." He nodded, "But that is not why you stare." "I do not stare with pity if that is what you are suggesting." She quipped, "I have seen enough pity in my life I would never put that upon anyone else." "Yet still you stare." His green eyes appeared to sparkle as his lips curled into a knowing smirk, "You may not know why little flower, but you are staring all the same." ~•~•~ Samuel Cairn was a formidable warrior, his hands stained with blood and his soul marked and scarred. Years ago he put down his sword and sought the peace of the church. Taking up a house on the lands of a nunnery, he utilized his skills to hunt and provide fresh food for the secluded nuns of St. Maurice Abbey. Eden Edergreene lost her father to mysterious circumstances, the entire village looking at her with fear as if she were the cause of his demise. But when livestock begins to go missing, and another male is found dead, more questions are raised. Who or what was attacking the small village of Tarafet? This is a fluffy romance about a monster hunter and a young woman searching for a place in this world. Expect slow burn closed door romance! This is book one of two! Started: 1/7/25 #1 in #youngadultromance

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