The Huntress' Dragon

The Huntress' Dragon

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The nine-year-old could hear the owl's hoots growing louder as feet on the other side of the door drew closer, the thunder seemed to smash through the sky. The horse reared and neighed as the door handle clenched, but then, when a tall, boney woman stood in the doorway, all was silent for Honey. Honey's world has been a travesty from the start. A twist of sickening people and unlikely friends: it's a wonder the small girl still sees the good in people. From the very beginning, Honey has had unanswered questions, secret enemies, and family waiting to be found. Even before she was born. Will Honey stand a chance in the mystical world? Or will she crumble, cry, and fall prey to the demons within it? At least, if she is to fail, her tale will be sung by those bound to chains for eternity.
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Since the death of both sets of her parents, Fynnith has lived far to the northwest, in the orcish fighting pits of Argul Kar after being taken as a prisoner when just a child. Having survived as the most feared fighter in the pits for over a dozen years, her mental health has increasingly deteriorated to the point where she is constantly hearing a voice in her head telling her to break out of the stone cell she sleeps in between fights, as she had a destiny to fulfill. After blacking out when the voice finally got too loud, she wakes up on a dirt road in a land she doesn't recognize. With an uncertain future, she looks to restart her life, not knowing that events beyond her knowledge have already started to move in ways that will force her to fight for things that the fighting pits never could have prepared her for. After all, a battle for love isn't always as direct as that with a sword. Or, maybe it is? TW: People will die, blood will spill, and there may be a little smut (if you're lucky!)

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