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Through Smoke and Ashes

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LETTURE 144,358
Voti 6,768
Parti 43
Tempo 10h 49m

LETTURE 144,358
Voti 6,768
Parti 43
Tempo 10h 49m

that-girl-with-wifi

academy battle dragon dragonrider fantasy fantasyadventure female magic medieval newstart sexism soul-mate texttospeech war wings

*Undergoing editing. Half of these chapters were written when I was a child.*

Book One:

There is no prophecy. There is no tell-tale legend. There is no scripture written down in a book or a hidden cave. There is only the spoken word of the Gods. Dare not go against them, for life's very existence would be jeopardized. And the Gods never make mistakes. So why is everyone questioning their choices when it comes to a female?
Men with a courageous nature and determined mindsets have made their legacy and are talked about in stories; even after death, they live on. The Gods never make mistakes; however, people believe the Gods have made just that when a girl is chosen to fight in a man's war. For, there has never, in the history that has been written in books and along the walls of undiscovered caves, been a female dragon rider.


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Silent Heroes: Wildcat

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.