Child of the First Storm

Child of the First Storm

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Lyra Ashborn has always felt different-but when she discovers she descends from the long-extinct Ashenborn bloodline, everything changes. With the power to command all four seasonal magics and the very life force of the Earth itself, Lyra becomes a target of Eldermere's ruthless High Council, who see her as a threat to their rule. Fleeing into the dark lands of Thornwyld-a kingdom built on sacrificial blood magic-Lyra is forced to train under Queen Helena, who sees Lyra as own personal weapon. With whispers of war stirring, Lyra must grapple with powers she barely understands, a past soaked in secrets, and her own unraveling identity. Then Rossen, the brooding and deadly King of Death, arrives in Thornwyld. He is life's perfect opposite-his magic decays, kills, consumes. Yet the more their paths intertwine, the more Lyra realizes they are bound by something deeper than fate. Life and death are meant to destroy each other... but what if together, they could change everything? With a mouthy cat familiar, a corrupt kingdom, a resurrected soul, and a dangerously seductive King, Lyra must navigate her new life.
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