Genre Fantasy. Page - 222
Lucinda is a slave for the king and queen of the west land. She has grown up in the castle, and has learned how to survive its cruel life. Until now. Now a war is starting up, over a missing princess in the east land. She was kidnapped 14 years ago. Now they are looking at The west land king. Lucinda is caught in the middle of it, and everything she has come to known is crumbling before her. Love will build, and fall. Lucinda must find the powers inside her to stop this all. Before its too late.
Abigayle , Charlotte and kirsty are Destoned Warriors of heaven and hell for Darkness and light.
There is a war underground in the supernatural world they balence the forces of Good and Evil.
They come into there powers on there 16th birthday and they are automatically sent to the supernatural world to defeat the Darkness that threatns the life of thousands.
(its not finished, and I realize it may suck in the first chapter but read on it gets better i promise)This is a Hard Time for everyone. Battles are rising. And No-one is safe. My Love will do the best he can to protect me, but I am afraid that it will not be enough. I know I will have to try hard, But I have Little if any hope of surviving.
In a world filled with unknown, humans fear everything. Including the vampire covens of the mountains, and the mysterious and misunderstood lycans and werewolves of the forests and swamps. In the mythical world of Zxy'Araei, alone and against the odds, one woman is at war with a darkness that has spread vastly throughout the land, a cult that threatens to destroy every nation be it werewolf, vampire, or human. She must find it within herself to conquer doubt, to control fear, and to gain the trust of beasts among men to stop them. Her journey could cost her everything, and not just her life.
To be honest, this story started as a rant. I was so over the non-stop parade of worn-out, cliche-filled "books" about werewolves, that when I found myself reading yet another one (because the title didn't give that salient little fact away), I think I snapped. I waxed sarcastic. I fumed. I wrote.
Translation of above paragraph: Don't take this story too seriously. It's me in snide-mode.
Enjoy!