Storm-grey and amber-gold eyes met his, and in that instant, the world seemed to tilt. Recognition sparked like fire-unspoken, undeniable, and terrifying.
The room reeked of blood and fear. Every groan, every metallic clang of cruel instruments struck in rhythm with her pounding heart. She could barely breathe as the prisoner writhed beneath the guards' relentless precision, the air thick with danger and anticipation.
A shadow of authority cut through the chaos. One figure, taller, sharper, moved with impossible speed, striking the bulky man tormenting the prisoner. The moment hung suspended, the recognition between them as immediate as it was electric.
Exhaustion pressed against her chest, vision swimming, yet she could not look away. Voices-angry, commanding, edged with warning-echoed around her. Somewhere in the din, she thought she heard them: a mix of threats, authority, and power she could not yet name. She realised, with a shock that sent tremors through her, that she was no ordinary girl. She was the one they had been waiting for.
[Book 1 of the Astor Trilogy]
Can be read as a standalone
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The entire life of 14 year-old Avery Rose Rossi was filled with hatred, and it was all directed at her. She was born at the rape by her mother. Her 6 brothers grew a strong hatred for Avery when their mother decided to keep her.
When her mother was in labour, she died in the midst of giving birth. From that day Avery was seen as an outcast, an omen, unwanted. Her father hated her and died hating her.
Every day that Avery is alive she was reminded of how she came into this world and how no one in the family sees her as one of them. She was never shown love or compassion.
Does she even know the meaning of those words?
Join the journey of Avery Rossi as she navigates through her passage of life.
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