The Ashes We Rise From.

The Ashes We Rise From.

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The world burned once. She won't let it happen again. After decades of silence, a forgotten rebellion is reignited when Vira Calloway-a scavenger from the ruins-uncovers a secret the Dominion killed to keep buried. Inside the regime, Rowan Vale is a soldier with blood on his hands and a choice to make: protect the system or help destroy it. As sparks of revolution catch fire, Vira and Rowan are thrown together in a battle for freedom, for truth-and for each other. In a world built on control, rising means risking everything. And some things are worth burning for.
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An assassin with secrets. A man with scars. Love was never supposed to be part of the deal. "We can't," he said, his voice rough but final. The rejection was a physical blow. Humiliation, hot and sharp, washed over me, followed immediately by a fury so intense it blurred my vision. I released his jacket like it was on fire, snatching my hand back from his chest. Of course. Of course. I shoved open the van door, the metal screeching in protest. I practically fell out into the garage, needing to put distance between us, needing to breathe air he hadn't just stolen from my lungs. "Thorn-" he began, his voice following me out. I spun around, cutting him off. The words came out laced with a venom I didn't entirely feel, a weapon to match the hurt. "Don't. Just... don't." I was furious. Furious at him for starting it. Furious at him for stopping. But most of all, I was furious at myself. Furious for wanting it. For leaning in. For letting him make me feel, for one stupid second, like I was cared for. When Thorn-an elite assassin with too many secrets-collapses on the doorstep of Ash Penbrook, she expects death, not rescue. Ash is a powerful businessman with his own scars and a vendetta against the same organization Thorn once served. Forced into an uneasy alliance, their world becomes a battlefield of ambushes, betrayals, and buried truths. Survival draws them closer, but trust is dangerous-and love even more so. As enemies close in, both must decide: are they each other's salvation...or the final weapon that will destroy them?

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