Lone Dancer - Mistwater Chronicles #3

Lone Dancer - Mistwater Chronicles #3

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Viviana Peterson is seventeen years old when Jace Whiteheart saunters into her life. And when he does, he is the first domino that tips off the rest to a chain of events neither of them ever saw coming. Because suddenly, nothing is what it seems anymore. She doesn't know what -- or who -- she can believe anymore. All she has to trust is herself. But in the end, will it be enough? Find out how in LONE DANCER, book three of the MISTWATER CHRONICLES. #taygetsthegay
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Theia, Queen of the North, ruled with a composure as refined as it was ruthless. Whispers of her name drifted through the kingdom like winter's breath, sharp, unrelenting, and impossible to ignore. She was something far more dangerous, a ruler forged in frost and blood, whose mercy was seldom granted and never expected. Lamia arrived as nothing more than a whisper of misfortune, rescued from a life of cruelty best left buried and delivered into service within the palace walls. Unwanted, unseen, and achingly alone, she knew better than to draw attention, especially from a Queen whose favor could elevate or destroy with a single glance. But courts are treacherous places, where power is a game and hearts are liabilities. For beneath the Queen's polished restraint lies a storm not easily tamed, and Lamia, fragile yet unbroken, may be the only one who dares to stand within it. In a kingdom where loyalty is fleeting and the past never loosens its grip, one truth lingers... Even the most graceful courts are built upon blood.

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