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'Alarys Military Academy welcomes all the candidates to its doors. I would like to thank all the Kruvaryans for dispatching their youth to us. I may remind you again that this is not a sacrifice but a step towards the eternal prosperity of Kruvarys. Do your Army proud, so you do your Kingdom proud.'

Alarys Military Academy was nothing more than a slaughterhouse and Gwen was one of the many sacrificial goats who were forcefully shoved into the entry trials this year. 

To live, she must survive. To live, she must bond with one of the fire-breathers.
 
But even if she did survive the trials, she had to survive the military academy filled with the offspring of the generals who destroyed the lives of everyone in their Kingdom. However, later she figured out that she had more life-threatening problems in hand.

In the Academy, a different sort of mystery awaited her and she couldn't help but think that there was something more sinister about the Military Academy than what met the eye.

Bound with her enemy and the Governor General's handsomely infuriating son, Damian Thorndyke, she had to figure out the links between the magic of the lands and the sinister incidents that happened in the Academy every year.

All her life, Gwen was considered an outcast for not having a magical moon stone just like every human on the lands. But now that she had the magic she yearned for, why did it seem like the magic in their lands was more of a curse than a blessing?

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"You are no princess, Gwen," his fingers brushed her cheek as his twilight eyes bore into hers, "You are wild. A breathtakingly ethereal, murderous little venom. You bow to no one. And when I look at you? I am terrified. Terrified of the things that I would do for you."

This is a fantasy-romance enemies to lovers trope. 
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Serpent of Silver Flames

She tried to nudge him aside, but his body didn't even budge. With the table behind her, there was nowhere for her to go.

Thorndyke leaned an inch closer, the smirk on his lips turning slightly wider.

"And who's to say I care about where we are?" His eyes gleamed with a hint of mischief as he glanced at his surroundings. "Besides, they can keep their distance and their eyes to themselves."

Gwen's heart skipped a beat at his words, but she quickly composed herself. She wouldn't let him see how much his presence affected her.

"Oh, spare me the sweet talk," she replied, her voice a mix of annoyance and something else.

"We both know you're just trying to get under my skin."

Thorndyke tsked, his voice dropping low, "We both know that under the skin thing stopped happening a long time ago."

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