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On Freedis Island, being chosen by the goddess is every woman’s dream, a chance to leave and fulfill a divine purpose. Nicole Scarlett has spent years yearning for that honor, just like her mother before her.

But when she is finally chosen, she learns the truth. The women don’t leave. They are sacrificed, fed to a monstrous creature while the men watch in silence.

Left for dead, Nicole awakens a power she never knew she had. Now, she’s out for revenge. The men of Freedis built this world on the blood of women. She will burn it to the ground.

#magic #supernatural #nonhumans

Blood of the Chosen

He frowned, he had not gotten the reaction he expected from me. But his disappointment did not last for long, he turned his face towards the ceiling, his hands and legs still trapped under my ice.

"It is cold." He whispered, still staring at the ceiling, his expression, neutral. He remained silent for a few minutes, I also did not say a word, we just stared into nothing and caught our breaths for those minutes.

"I did not lie, you know, about anything. Everything I had told you is the truth."

"You said your memories are all jumbled up," I reminded him, "how are you sure which is the fake memory and which is the real memory?"

Silence. I waited, he looked like he was ponderin on it but at the same time, he could just have been simply starin at the ceiling without a single thought behind his eyes.

"My hands and feet are cold. Please release me."

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