Fallen Spirit
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A wigns of fire fanfiction! Set 300 years after the end of book ten in a universe where animus's never had their power lost and Pantala was never found, Cress is an orphaned dragon alone in the shallow area of the Kingdom of the Sea with an unforgiving headmaster, so many dragonnettes orphaned from wars and the Deathbell plague, and the closest thing to a mom being a cold dragoness named Baracuda, she finds out a shocking truth to why she is so... off... after the mudwings attack. Now alone, homeless, and with only her best friend Reef, she has to navigate her way through the world hoping to find out what really happened to her parents and to watch the biggest war since the Sandwing succession begin to unfold. Basic premise with an original AU. planned to be the first book of 6 with book 1's POV being Cress. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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48 parts Ongoing

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.