Borderline

Borderline

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Tue, Aug 30, 2016
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Romance
Everyone says that there's a thin line between love and hate. What if it was a border? For Elina, it is. On her side of the fairy built wall, chaos has taken over her beloved border town - the old goblin king has died, and both of his twin sons are fighting for the crown. For her, this is a death sentence, with laws and sanity crumbling around all around her. Fearing for her safety as a Druid, she is forced to flee. For Aspen, a guard of the Wrong Side, his job has gotten considerably more difficult. Foreigners for the first time are crossing over - and it's his job to kill them. To keep the Elven Frost safe, he stands by the border, sword in hand, and does his duty to his race. But, when their paths cross in a whirlwind of blood and grief, they discover that together, they may be the last hope for the lands - and each other. ~~~~~
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