Heirs of War
New Adult Fantasy
Prophecies are no different from horoscopes in the back of Cosmo,
as Zelene would say. She likes to remind people that Y2K came and went
without the world ending, and, yes, the world will continue to spin
after the Mayan calendar ends. She does not realize she is part of an
ancient prophesy of five girls born into a powerful bloodline that would
bring about the end of a generations-long power struggle among worlds.
She is not even aware of worlds beyond this one.
learns of the destiny the prophecy demands of her and the family she
was separated from as an infant when she is ripped from the world she
has known her whole life and dragged back to the one of her birth. She
is reunited one by one with the other three girls but finds that her
twin sister is notably absent. Ariana has been captured by enemies
intent on sacrificing her in order to gain her powers and Zelene can’t
help but shudder at how easily she could have ended up in Ariana’s
shoes. When she questions the lack of rescue efforts, the elders tell
her to focus on learning the ways of their world and how to tap into her
own magic. But Zelene has never been the best at doing what she is
is quick to realize what is at stake. Without Ariana as the fifth, the
foretold peace and healing of the war-torn worlds cannot come to pass,
and the war will spill over into the world she has known as home. She
knows she has to find a way to ignite the power locked within herself to
save Ariana, or she risks leaving the fates of millions to a vague
prophecy and the arcane politics that brought about the war in the first
First 150 Words:
football stadium was still littered with kids when Varrick got there.
His chest lifted as he sucked in a breath and suppressed a growl at the
same time. This part of his job always frustrated him. He understood
that Ariana was seventeen and therefore entitled to a certain amount of
angst, but he hated having to deal with it. They had bigger problems to
deal with. Of course, she was blissfully ignorant of them.
scanned the stadium through his dark sunglasses, trying to assess where
she would be. A group of girls were running on the track that encircled
the grass of the stadium, ponytails bouncing as they chatted with one
another. When he noticed the cheerleaders edging the track, he knew
where she would be and marched over.
cocked a brow as the girls began chanting in time with their moves.
Sure enough, directly in front of them in the stands stood Ariana with
camera in hand, snapping away pictures.
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