Daughter of Destiny

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)><em>TATE AARALYN:</em></strong></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Dear blood he was a dragon shifter. A male who was lethal in both forms wielding </span><em style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>black </em><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>flames that were somehow light. And he wanted me... Claimed me. Desired me. </span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I never thought I'd find myself inside the Untish Embassy masquerading as a Darkling... but then again I never knew I was a rare vampire with a dragon shifting gift. And now I'm haunted by my elusive past while simultaneously hunted by my very own. </span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>He says he can help me wants to protect me that it's </span><em style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>my </em><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>choice. But clothed in secrets and leading a society that thrives on deceit trusting Aether Brychan may be the one thing that gets me burned. </span></p><p><strong style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)><em>AETHER BRYCHAN:</em></strong></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>She's exquisite. Everything I'm not. Everything I want to protect honor and worship... And they want to destroy her. Kill her. </span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Over my dead body. </span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>I'm the embodiment of darkness and I </span><em style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>will </em><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>protect my bonded from the monsters scaled and not. Come what f*cking may.</span></p><p></p><p><strong style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)><em>CHANCE DALE:</em></strong></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>My worst nightmare stalks on two feet; vile monsters crafted from dark magic. </span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>With new power thrumming in my veins the allure of it beckons cleaving a way for me to control the dark magic. Only I can decide how far I'll go to defend those I'm sworn to protect. </span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Darkness and red warp everything. </span><em style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Become</em><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> everything. Red lights the path to victory. Red strikes and destroys. This </span><em style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>RED</em><span style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)> may just be my only saving grace...</span></p><p></p><p><strong style=background-color: rgba(0 0 0 0); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>In a world where half-truths and betrayals lurk in every shadow three fates intertwine. A storm is coming-and when it breaks only one will remain.</strong></p>