Fallen Prince

Fallen Prince

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How far are you willing to go to protect what's left? Are you prepared for the blood you might spill in your wake? That you will never be loved but feared. Is it worth it? After his kingdom fell into ruin, Prince Faren Coyne became the last of his bloodline. Sold and forced to live as a slave since the death of his family. When he is finally given the choice to break free of his chains, he gets set up in a plot to raise his kingdom from its ashes and reclaim it. But after years of being broken, a darkness has begun to form in his heart. A darkness that, if not tamed, could destroy everything they're trying to achieve. Forcing him to decide what's more important, his kingdom and its liberation, or justice and vengeance. Pinterest board if anyone is interested!: https://br.pinterest.com/cl0ckworkheart/fallen-prince/
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Hands held me to the ground. Multiple pairs of hands. Multiple faces. A grinning wolf. A razor sharp smile. Bloody lips. I felt their hands claw over my body like they were digging into my flesh. Nails scraped at my skin, knuckles pressed into my flesh. They were tearing me apart. Their fingers gnawed at me, wanting to devour me whole. Wanting to take a piece of me as they leaned over from above. I watched them push and shove each other, grabbing my leg, an arm, my hair. I thrashed beneath them, screaming, but like always my voice was non-existent. ............................................................................ Princess Serri Bayor, did not expect to find herself wondering through the wild forest of Miran alone at night. After escaping the confines of the palace, the last thought on her mind was death. But now as she ventured further into the unknown territory, she wondered what sort of death she would face. All her life she had been warn of what laid in this lush forest. What these towering trees have seen and witnessed beneath their bowing canopies. Suddenly marrying that hairy pig of a man seemed less disgusting. She wondered if turning back would be too late. Would her father kill her upon her arrival or would something else take her life and send her head back on a spike? Follow along as Princess Serri ventures off into a teaming forest filled with hungry killers, tempting eyes and twisted fates. Be forewarned though. This is no fairytale of a story.

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