The One They Couldn't Burn

The One They Couldn't Burn

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She was born with fire in her blood, then left to burn alone. Vexian was only a child when everything was taken from her. Her clan? Gone. Her home? Reduced to ash. Her name? Forgotten by all... Except those who still feared it. Beneath her scales sleeps a power that should have died generations ago: the Ashen Bloodline. A force so feared, even her allies don't speak its name. She never asked to carry this legacy. She never wanted to be a weapon. She never WANTED to be a monster But after years of hiding, running, bleeding and watching the few she loves suffer-Vex has stopped running. She's done hiding her rage. The ghosts of her past have returned, and this time... she's ready to face them. As she fights to master her bloodline and protect the only soul who's ever seen her as more than a monster, Vex must confront what she's becoming. Can she hold onto herself while wielding the power that destroyed her family? Or will the same rage that saved her... consume her? This is not a story of heroes. This is the rise of the hunted. The reckoning of the forgotten. This is Vex's war. And not everyone will survive it.
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