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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

It was dawn now. Simon was still knocked out on the floor. I had knocked him out with my powers after he asked me that question. It had not been intentional, purely instinctual.

I was glad I did, though, I did not want to answer his question and I was not going to answer it anyway, even if he was awake.

I freshened up but even after I was done, he was still not awake so I decided to go get some breakfast from the kitchen. I was walking down the hall when a pair of strong hands dragged me into a small room.

I did not have time to react or defend myself before I was flung into the room.

Funny how my instinct seemed to kick in only when it wanted to and not when it probably needed to. I was ready to summon a blast of ice before I saw who it was.

"Baurbius," I called, quite taken aback. "What is this? What are you doing?"

"What is that thing?" He hissed at me. "Are you insane? Summoning something like that in my home?"

Not my problem