As far as she knows, Addie is your average, run-of-the-mill (albeit, slightly cynical) college sophomore. Sure, she may have spent her whole life in foster care, but she's doing her best to move up in the world. She's getting there.
But then Auden shows up with his striking sea-green eyes, ridiculously infatuating dimple, and this strange ability to incite a complete mental shut-down in Addie's muddled brain. Immediately, she feels a connection with this total stranger and, on top of that, finds herself wholly trusting of him too. She can't explain it. It doesn't feel normal.
It feels more than that, it feels natural.
And then he explains why.
Experience Addie's journey as she searches for her true self, recaptures stolen memories, and delves into a foreign, magical world that she once called home.
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He brings an old box down from the top shelf and moves to lay it on the bed. Before he opens it, he glances at me and takes a deep breath. "This is a collection of items I brought with me from Sol-the things that I thought would help jog your memory the most."
I move eagerly to the bed, curious of what treasures from my past the box holds. As he pulls off the lid, I notice a photograph right away. Gorgeous teal eyes stare back at me and, despite the fact that the face in the picture belongs to a kid of no more than eleven or twelve, I can instantly recognize him as Auden. He has a huge, laughing smile on his face. A girl of a similar age appears next to him in the photograph. Her eyes are closed and she is in the process of pressing a kiss to his cheek. Her arms are around his neck and, despite their young age, it is obvious that she absolutely adores the boy before her.
Even without seeing her whole face, I can tell that the girl is me.
[ magic, romance and madness. ]
Everyone knew that a romance between a guardian and their protégé always ended in tragedy - yet they risked it.
One day, I read that in real-life fairy tales, the princess sometimes needs to befriend the dragon and kill the prince, perhaps not to the most extreme extent, considering the prince's utility. (*Wink*). Twenty years had passed since the demise of the last living descendant bearing the bloodline of a potent family within the mystical realm. Individuals who possessed magic more formidable than anyone could have fathomed and that very magic could be pilfered if they were to meet an untimely end-a rumour ignited like wildfire.
Word began to spread about the sole surviving member of the Lysion family, the last vestige of a lineage renowned for their blessings from the gods (or, as some argue, their curses), once no more than bedtime tales for children. Two decades earlier, a game of hide and seek unfolded that culminated in the death of the final Lysion at the hands of Oldo Blake, a formidable figure in the annals of history. Or so the story goes.
An obscure girl.
A concealed secret.
A relentless pursuit.
With a motley crew of bewildering Other Siders on her trail and an absolute dearth of knowledge on how to harness her precious magic, Rosélina Johnson's life transformed from that of an inconspicuous university student to that of a fugitive in the mystic realm, utterly unprepared for what lay ahead.