Spirit Bound
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  • Reads 370
  • Votes 20
  • Parts 5
  • Time 58m
Ongoing, First published Jun 15, 2013
One prophecy set to change the future of an entire world.

'One for the warrior old as time,
One to make a sacrifice to save a nation,
One to fix that which is unknowingly broken,
One to find the solution hidden for centuries,
Four to save a world they don’t belong in, doomed to fall.'



Every little girl wants to grow up to be a faerie princess right? Believe me it's overrated. I'm Princess Elyssa Etaine, heir to the throne of Lasaria and leader of a rebel army. Fighting a war I have no chance of winning with allies desperately looking for a loophole to exploit and ready to throw me to the wolves. Literally. My only chance is to follow a prophecy no one believes in and to find four humans who can supposedly turn the tide on my corrupt parents and manipulative ex-fiancee. I'm a real life fae princess and this is my story.





*A/N I suck at summaries*
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