Chronicles- A Devil's Daughters Crossover- Book Two(Published Feb 2017)
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Navina had learned much in such a short time, but there was still more that she needed to know. So many questions that had yet to be answered, but she had help now, in the form of a Demon and his mate, a Witch she had come to call friend, and a Valkyrie, whose own quest had brought them all together.
Malice had spent months searching for Marena, only to find her locked in an endless slumber, and in the care of an old friend. Her heart ached for the love she had lost, her soul crying out, over the injustice of it all. Marena had been but a pawn in the enemy's grasp, but to Malice, she had been so much more; unlocking the wonders and releasing the darkness the Valkyrie had harbored within.
Now that very same enemy, is threatening the Verse once more, and Malice will stop at nothing, to unlock the secrets in Navina's mind; with the help of some new, and old friends. Together they will endure, whatever the Eno'tai send forth in the next wave, and they will find the answers they seek; for if they don't stand up and fight, then who will?
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