Everlyn's Pride
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Death. Everlyn Manchester has experienced plenty of that on her birthday of all days. Her parents were no longer her parents and her bright future changed the day she received a letter from a long-lost relative. The only problem, she is the lost one.
Grief. That is what keeps her moving forward. Achillian, a.k.a. Mr. Tall, Dark, and Mysterious saves her from a worser fate. Her pain keeps her from losing her cool amidst the chaos. But has Achillian actually saved her from anything? But, this story isn't about him.
Everlyn faces horrors and wonders while learning about a whole new world she was always meant to be a part of. She meets her blood family and learns the history behind her family name. Sit tight and experience the amazing world of the Orgulho Graca through her eyes.
(A romantic adventure story.)
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"I'm sorry." He spoke behind me. Only then did I realize I was crying. The tears were slow. Almost like they grew stronger the more I let myself feel. I sucked in the air harshly. Sobs quickly began to control my body. Slowly they began to sound more like screams. I don't know how much time passed before Achilian placed his hand on my shoulder. He spooked me back to reality.
"What happened to them?" He gave me a fleeting glance and then nodded his head signaling me to follow him. I wasn't thinking when I noticed the pressure changing in my feet. My mind had one purpose moving it forward. Knowing what happened was the only thing that could bring me back to earth from the emotionless sanctuary my mind was seeking.
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*Rated Mature*
*This is in the process of being edited since I started this book like 4 years ago and have been on and off writing. I will mainly work on grammar and world-building. If you see something you think would make it significantly better, just comment and let me know!*
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