Embers Of Shadows And Darkness
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Last published Thu, May 8, 2025
In a kingdom where magic bleeds and loyalty is a game of masks, a rogue girl with a cursed birthright walks the line between salvation and ruin.
Born Wildborn and feared as something gone from their world, something not meant for mortals. Hunted by those who fear her and coveted by those who would use her, she must decide what kind of monster she's willing to become to survive.
But Aeltherra is a kingdom of shifting loyalties.
With war stirring, factions rising, and magic unraveling the bones of the world, her choices could tip the balance between rebirth or obliteration.
Shadow has always protected her. But now, it's asking for something in return.
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