The Second Line lived, and their resurrection threatened the fragile happiness that Avalon has finally achieved.
Avalon Halhed was actually content. She’d go as far as to say she was even happy. She was in love. She had friends, a community, a damn pet.
Until a shockingly beautiful man walked through the gates of Boellium and ruined everything. The Heir to the Second Line shouldn’t exist. Their Line had long ago been eradicated and countless years had passed, until they were just a warning in the history books to not cross the First Line.
But Lierick Hanovan appeared with more than just the revelation that his Line lived; he had claims that were even more insane.
He believed Avalon was a Recreationist, and could physically turn back time. In fact, according to Lierick, she had recreated history over and over already. She was also prophesied to change Ebrus forever. No pressure or anything. But despite the preposterousness of his words, they rung true in her soul.
Avalon didn’t want to be the ‘chosen one’. She wanted to badly swing a sword by day, have three ways beneath the stars with her handsome lovers by night, and then follow Hayle home when her time as a conscript at Boellium War College was complete.
However, Fate didn’t care what Avalon wanted. She’d proven that over and over again.
This is Part One in a Three Part book. If you haven't read DAUGHTER OF THE NINTH LINE, it's strongly suggested you do that first.
Suggested Reading Order for the Lines of Ebrus Daughter of the Ninth Part One Daughter of the Ninth Part Two Daughter of the Ninth Part Three Heir to the Second Line : Part One
When I was nine, my grandmother and her friends used to read and swap Harlequin Mills and Boons novels. When I was busted reading one, they started sneaking me boxes full of strong heroines and rugged men. Thus started a long love affair with the romance genre. Then I discovered urban fantasy, and fell in love with broody Alphas and sexy paranormals, and combining them together was a no brainer. Then I discovered Reverse Harem.... Oh my. Why choose, am I right?