Songstress Aura Telmacha Rosh continues her quest into the mist to free the moon from a corrupt angel, Lusafael. As she battles Nyte's destiny, she must also fight the 'small something' that continues to grow inside of her chest. One thing is certain: it all ends here. Pages : 519 Word Count :
Brindi Quinn - Heart of Farellah 01 - Heart of Farellah_ Book 1 (epub)
โ Scribed by Brindi Quinn
- Tongue
- English
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- 228 KB
- Category
- Fiction
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โฆ Synopsis
Aura Telmacha Rosh is a novice songstress hoping to make it through life without being noticed. But fate has other plans. Cursed with silver hair that shines like starlight and immediately draws people to her, Aura is an easy target for the fantastic. Heart of Farellah: Book 1 is the beginning entry in an epic trilogy complete with magic, adventure, and a tantalizing love triangle.
Pages : 543
Word Count : 133895
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