Eyla is Fai.
In her language 'Eyla' means 'Snow.'
She has been sheltered all her life. Protected within the sanctuary of the Summer Court.
On the night of her Awakening Ball, were a warrior is chosen to protect her until the last breath leaves her body, dark forces penetrate the castle walls.
The Winter Court. She once perceived as a beauty, now has become a threat. They are bitter, callous and unmerciful Fait, who have lost their souls, they do not hesitate to take prisoners and kill in the blink of an eye.
They have come for Eyla. She is the only Fai, who can fulfil the unwritten prophesy, to end the Summer Court.
Because she is summer Fait, she cannot survive the chill for long.
Her newly appointed guard Tamlin is her lifeline, he is bound to help her, he has to, she hates him, but who else can she trust.
As of now they are bound together, albeit, very unwillingly.
She has no idea of the danger that she is in and as soon as she escapes on horseback, with Tamlin and her sister, she flees from the only home that she has ever known, now everyone is her enemy, waiting to trick her, trap her and use her magic for things that she is only beginning to understand.
In a new world, that Eyla has now entered, she has nobody, she fears getting close to someone, in case she looses them, as she lost her parents.
But against her wishes, she may already be falling in love.
She is bound.
Eventually, snow will have to do what snow does best, snow will have to fall.
{Completed}
Highest Ranking: #50 in Fantasy (05/19/17)
Book. 3
I almost snorted. "You were scared of me?" I looked up at him, but he continued to watch Genius. "Foster, I was untrained and barely coming into my father's powers. I don't think I'll ever be a match for you." Physically.
This time Foster looked down, truth shining in his eyes like sunlight reflecting off the polished surface of a lake. "I wasn't scared of your power, little pet." He said the nickname not out of anger or hate, but love and adoration. It was hard to imagine that at one point and time just hearing those words set my blood boiling... Now it was heated for another reason entirely. "I was scared that if I told you who you really were, you'd realize that I was no match for you."
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She is no queen.
Things are not looking up for Eve Scotts.
She's escaped Mab's desperate attempts to end her life yet again, but at a cost. Her soul is now tied to the wicked ice queen - her power and life essence is slowly being sucked from her body. And given the rate, she won't last long.
Not only is she fighting for her own life, but for the lives of her subjects that still lay trapped under Mab's crushing and agonizng rule. And to make matters worse, her heart is is thrown in the middle.
Foster Quinn is everything she could ask for - a warrior, a lover, and a friend. She's more than happy to have her love back in her arms safe, and away from Queen Mab. But can she turn her back on the dark and alluring Sebastian O'Neill who was the first to capture her interest so long ago?
As the web of power and deception is woven tighter, Mab fights for power, Foster fights for freedom, Sebastian fights for revenge - and Neva starts to wonder if the world of blood and war she was born into will ever change.
Word Count: 116,000