MiaSilver

THIS BOOK HAS BEEN DROPPED AND DISCONTINUED. DON'T BOTHER PICKING IT UP. 


REINHARDT SERIES BOOK #1



The Narrak's insatiable flames scorched its hardened scales into his muscled flesh. Its unfathomable power surged through his veins, and reconstructed his anatomy. Its thick, leathery wings split through the skin on his spine, and emerged mid-way before retreating its growth.

"You are not concentrating," Zelaphiel stated, and folded his arms across his chest. "It is important that you learn to control the amphiptere before you attempt to collaborate its magic with Lahn's power."

Sebastian understood his goal, and acknowledged how clearly his father had constantly defined it, but how was he to concentrate when his thoughts were in disarray?

"You are concerned about the healer," Zelaphiel arched a brow.

Concerned? Was it that obvious? Of course, he had been concerned for her. Heaven's Seraphin in an immoral den of savage men who would ravish her, and corrupt her divine spirit. Why did it bother him? Was it due to the fact that she had been one of his people that he swore to protect or an incomprehensible reason that he had been unconsciously avoiding?


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Punished with one hundred years of exile, Sebastian Alexander Reinhardt returns upon the mysterious death of his predecessor to rightfully claim his title. Many are those who lurk in the shadows of his castle who wish to deny him his birthright, and they have stopped at no extent to ensure his demise. However the tale does not simply begin and end with mere conspiracies, an ancient enemy awakens again, more determined than ever destroy the lands of Alvgard to achieve their goals. With war, and chaos on knocking at the door, Sebastian must balance his newfound love, and the darkness that lay dormant within to defeat his enemies.

Lord Of The Aldari

<p>"There those crafty ones that cannot be deceived easily, but even they can be outsmarted with a little use of strategy."</p>

<p>"It is a lovely evening. Do you not think so, Miss Alexandria?" The port master admired the evening skies that were painted a with orangish, and reddish hues through the window. In a mere few minutes, heaven's canvas would be re-colored by the cosmos shades. His hands were clasped behind his back as he retracted his gaze, and turned to confront the asharren female who was in his possession.</p>

Chapter 102: Captured by the port master