Beneath Golden Wings {Where Light Meets Darkness series} |Book One|
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For eighteen years, Princess Laila Aurelia has lived beneath golden wings.
As the future Queen of the Angelic Throne, her destiny has already been written: protect Heaven, honor the prophecy, and never trust the darkness beyond the celestial veil. Especially not its prince.
Dantalian Noctis, heir to the Throne of Darkness, has spent his entire life training for a war everyone knows is coming. To him, angels are self-righteous tyrants hiding behind halos and lies. The last person he expects to cross paths with is Heaven's beloved princess.
When an ancient relic awakens and a forgotten evil begins stirring beneath the stars, Laila and Dantalian are forced into an uneasy alliance. Bound by necessity and surrounded by enemies on every side, they must venture beyond the borders of their kingdoms to uncover a truth neither realm wants revealed.
But every moment spent together threatens everything they've ever believed.
As old prejudices crumble and dangerous feelings begin to grow, Laila and Dantalian discover that the greatest threat to Heaven and Darkness may not be the ancient power rising from its prison.
It may be the prophecy that bings their fates together.
Because some wars are written in the stars.
And some loves were never meant to survive them.
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