Victoria: Awakening

Victoria: Awakening

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I awoke in a forest, it smelled of rain and I was covered in mud. I had no idea how I got here, I tried to rack my brain for some recollection of the events the led me here but I got nothing. Absolutely nothing. I had no idea who I was. I searched my pants pockets for a wallet, maybe I had an ID. Nothing. Then on the ground, in the mud, under the spot I just got out of I saw a file. I opened it and barely legible it read. Victoria Daley xx9974063 There was a picture under it. 'Highly dangerous; unarmed. No kill orders.' "I have to become Victoria Daley." Victoria Alkaev is Russian royalty and one of the most powerful heirs to the famous Sila clan but that was before the wolves infiltrated and annihilated her whole clan. Now it's up to Victoria and her blood bound guardian Damien to solve the mystery of the downfall of Russian's most powerful Sila army and set history right. Only Victoria lost her memory the day of the tragedy and she may be sleeping with the very wolves who were here clan's downfall. Can Damien help Victoria find out where her loyalty truly lies? Can Victoria regain her memory and complete her mission? Read the first book Victoria: Awakening to find out how the Sila clan regains their glory.
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She'd spent many years playing in this forest as a child. While Selene had enjoyed her novels in the warmth of the house, a blanket wrapped around her narrow shoulders, Sidra always came home covered in mud and scrapes from hours out in the wilderness. She'd take an axe out into the forest and pretend to fight off monsters, the terrifying Mystics that her grandmother had told her stories about. She'd pretend to fight Lycans, knocking out their massive teeth one by one. She'd stand atop rocks and throw her axe at the trees, pretending they were wood nymphs come to steal her away. She'd always return home and tell Selene about the monsters she'd fought that day, spinning together a story of courage and bravery for her little sister. She felt that pain in her heart again as she thought of those times. Through the years, she'd stop going into the woods to play, and she'd instead find stories for Selene. Books of all sizes and shapes, no matter the content, because it made her feel close to her sister just as she had before her parents died. She thought of her family now, how she was all alone. Her parents had been gone for years, her grandmother, and now even Selene was missing somewhere. She needed to find her sister, she couldn't lose the last bit of her family. **

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