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In a dystopian world where stories are forbidden, Elle has a dangerous power; Creation. That's why tattooed soldier, Jay, is sent by the gods to kill her.

 

A New Adult Dark Fantasy Romance for fans of enemies to lovers, forbidden love, and magic.

B L U R B

In a dystopian world where stories are forbidden, Elle has a dangerous power; Creation. That's why tattooed soldier, Jay, is sent by the gods to kill her.

But when Elle is faced with the monster meant to deliver her Ending she catches the glimmer of curiosity in his eyes — an emotion so unusual in his kind. Convinced that having a ruthless killer on side will help her avenge her father and destroy the gods, she makes the decision not to run. And it changes everything.

Soon the two enemies are forced to seek refuge at the Circus at the Edge of the World, where forbidden passions start to grow. But both are keeping dark secrets. Their deaths have been written by the Creators. And the foretold End is coming.

When all are bound to the story created by the gods, can Elle and Jay re-write the deadly fate intended for them, and the world?


A New Adult Dark Fantasy Romance for fans of enemies to lovers, forbidden romance, and magic.
 

W H A T  R E A D E R S  A R E  S A Y I N G

“This is amazing. Seriously amazingly gorgeous.” 

@tekka279

“I think this book has topped my list of the best books I've read. I love Elle and Jay so much. I was hooked from chapter one.” 

@darksmile10

“This was one the most unique books I've read and I'm in love with it!”

@x41210x

“One of the most beautiful books I’ve read. The difference in style between Elle and Jay was masterful. I can’t say I’ve been addicted to a book like this in a while.” 

@secretlyalice

“Freaking. Incredible. It's so unique and interesting and bloody beautiful! Elle and Jay are absolutely perfect for each other. Absolutely brilliant. Stunning. I can't wait for the second book!”

@batoul_d

“Fabulous read. I love Elle's strength and belief in Jay. And I love how Jay is coming to embrace his feelings. The supporting cast is brilliant as well." 

@neverfakeit

“I feel like my heart has been ripped out of my chest.” @uRdAddy42069

E X T R A C T

Part One

 

Once there was nothing. Then there was the Beginning. The Creators created the world out of ink and words. The Creators were pleased with what they created. The Creators are good.

– The Book of Truth -

Chapter One

 

Elle

 

 

The sky is as black as ink when I hear the footstep behind me.

 

I’m not supposed to use that word – ink. But I do. My father taught me it before he was taken. He taught me other words too – library, parchment, pen - but ink is my favourite. I like the way it feels on my tongue.

 

Ink. Ink. Ink.

 

I can practically taste it in my mouth, thick, black liquid stories; it tastes like creation. It tastes like possibilities. It tastes like hope.

But now is not the time to be thinking of forbidden words.

They have found me.

 

I can smell his body; the scent of man and outdoors – damp like the rain. I stare out through the window a moment longer; my eyes casting over the rows of Draft One skyscrapers and the sky’s water puddling on the pavement fifty storeys below.

 

My heart thrums hard in my chest like a bird trying to escape its cage. My feet itch to run. But that is what he wants me to do. So instead I speak. “I’ve been expecting you.”

 

The words come out stronger than I feel them, but I don’t want him to know that I’m afraid. If I can make him believe I am strong, then to him I am strong. Maybe I can make myself believe it, too. My father taught me that as well.

Stories are true when we believe them.

“Then you know why I’m here,” The voice behind me is low and male. There’s the gruffness of gravel about it along with a cutting finality. It tells me there is no space for negotiation. He is a hard impenetrable shell, just like the rest of his kind.

But, no, that is not true. There are cracks in everything. And where there are cracks, the stories can grow.

I will not die. Not today.

Slowly I turn. “You’re here to kill me.”

R E A D  N O W!

F I N D  M E  O N  R A D I S H

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