Curse Of The Midnight Queen
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- Partes 3
She crossed into the night to steal a crown.
She left with a kingdom that wanted her dead... and a prince who might want her worse.
World:
Two lands:
Solara - the kingdom of endless day
Noctaria - the realm of eternal night, ruled by magic and whispers
Aurexia is a skilled thief from Solara sent to steal the Obsidian Crown, said to control the night. But when she takes it, the ancient crown chooses her-and the shadows name her the next ruler: the Midnight Queen.
Now she's tied to a realm she doesn't understand, a throne she never wanted, and a prince who was supposed to wear the crown-but didn't.
To survive, Aurexia must master the dark magic rising within her... before it consumes them both.
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