Showing results by author "Sarah A. Parker" in Romance

Nineteen years ago, I was plucked from the heart of a bloody massacre that spared nobody else. Small. Fragile. An enigma. Now ward to a powerful High Master who knows too much and says too little, I lead a simple life, never straying from the confines of an imaginary line I've drawn around the castle grounds.

It’s not in my nature to beg, but I’ll stay on my knees until I feel that flame sputter out. And then … I’ll rip the world to shreds. I’ve tumbled into a darkness so deep it’s hard to see the light, my petals curling inward as I tip my face from the sun. Hide from my monstrous actions. Traitor. Murderer. High Mistress. My mistakes hunt me down, and I’m pulled into a political tug-of-war, balancing Ocruth’s welfare on the edge of a bloody blade. The moon is swelling, the weight on my shoulders is compacting, and my unfailing curiosity keeps weaving its roots in the wrong direction.

Once upon a time, my world was small and sheltered. Everything changed the moment I stepped over my Safety Line, barrelling towards a coupling with a man I hardly know. He wants me. All of me. Dunked in a charged political pit, I must secure the ships needed to quell the spill of murderous beasts still flooding the continent. But one wrong move could spur the war I’ve worked so hard to avoid.

Unti Moonfall #2 has descriptive copy which is not yet available from the Publisher.

Er ist das lodernde Feuer, sie das undurchdringliche Eis. Ihre Liebe ist stärker als jede Magie. Und könnte sie beide zerstören! Raeve kennt nur ein Ziel: Als Mitglied der Rebellion hat sie geschworen, bis zu ihrem letzten Atemzug zu kämpfen. Für diejenigen, die es selbst nicht können. Und gegen jene machthungrigen Thronerben, die ihr Land in Chaos und Finsternis stürzen. Als ihre beste Freundin bei einem grausamen Attentat stirbt, dessen Opfer eigentlich Raeve werden sollte, ist Vergeltung alles, woran sie noch denken kann. Stärker als das Feuer der Drachen lodert der Zorn in ihr.

Diciannove anni fa sono stata strappata a un sanguinoso massacro a cui nessun altro è sopravvissuto. Piccola. Fragile. Un enigma. Ora sono la pupilla di un potente signore che sa troppo e dice troppo poco, e conduco una vita semplice, senza mai oltrepassare la linea immaginaria che io stessa ho tracciato intorno al castello dove sono rinchiusa. Perché là fuori ci sono i mostri.