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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

My body ached all over but the first thing I felt was warmth. Warmth and sand, not water. Sand.

I shot my eyes open and groaned, the body ache took over me. The feel of the sun against my skin was warmly welcomed. I was on land, not in water but on land.

The waves must have pushed me to the shore.

I let out a shaky laugh, grabbing the sand in my hands as I jumped around frantically, simply happy to be off the water. My enthusiasm quickly washed off as I was too tired to continue jumping. I collapsed onto the warm sand and stared at the sky, relief washed over me.

My clothes were damp and sand was stuck to my skin but I did not care. My boat was nowhere to be found but I was certain that pieces of it would be scattered all over. I desperately hoped that the place I washed up on was Schwel island because if it was not, then I would be stranded.

Washed ashore