Nereyda
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Eyes cold as ice Hair dark as night A tongue that burns like fire I hate that he's such a liar. +++++ The world has ended and is only just beginning to start again. After a series of earthquakes that brought civilisation tumbling down, the snow leopard changelings are now in power. Nereyda, the Snow Princess, is turning eighteen in one month, the age that she will have to marry a stranger of her father's choosing. On her first venture out of the castle, she meets a very handsome, very mysterious man and soon she starts to hope that he will be the answer to all her problems. Braeden has one goal, and one goal only: kill the King. As one of the leaders in the rebellion against the crown, he has a lot of responsibility riding on his shoulders. His pack relies on him to provide for them and to keep their wolf identities a secret. Braeden needs to stay completely focused, he has absolutely no time for distractions of any kind. In his world, mistakes lead to torture and death, however his biggest mistake is yet to be made. Will he be able to resist his base instincts and save his species, or will he fall prey to his beautiful mate? Cover: @blueshifts
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A girl in a white veil, the forest calls her to itself. She will be lost in it forever. A quiet voice, a whisper leads his bride far away. Somewhere there stands an old castle, a cursed prince dwells within its walls. When the full moon rises in the night sky, the monster awakens. The white veil of the bride turns crimson. A story as old as time. Nereyeny ran towards the forest as if her life was at stake. She hesitated for a moment before crossing the line of no return. She looked back at the place where she had grown up, lived, and was supposed to die and lie in the ground there forever. All her life layed there, everything except the one thing she longed for the most. Freedom. "Nereyeny!" They were already looking for her. She couldn't afford to hesitate any longer. She turned on her heel and stepped into the darkness. She knew that no one would dare to chase her there. Only a fool. People were afraid of the cursed forest. Eyes watching your every step. Whispers leading you into the void. Creatures from the depths of hell itself. They say dark forces dwell there, no one who goes in will ever come out. And Nereyeny was proof that it was all a lie, spending almost every day there, running under the treetops like a wild wolf. She didn't believe those tales. About the full moon. About the proud prince. About the curse. Until she too became one of those lost in its bowels. Trapped in the same trap as Prince Astreus, son of the Sun and the Moon. A proud prince, real, made of flesh and blood, who is not at all like she has heard of him. At least the fairy tales are wrong about one thing. And maybe they are wrong about everything. Secrets, pride, the whims of the gods, and maybe even fate itself. A burnt-out faith in breaking the curse. Nereyeny must now find a way out before the next full moon comes and the monster finds her.

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