Akshara, the human girl who was unexposed to the world, was about to find the truth that she lived in a Witch palace and was guarded by werewolves until the night of the Blue moon, which brings her fantasy world to reality. The shock and fear prevail in the air around her by witnessing their true identity. She wonders why she is kept alive among them. She always wants to escape her reality but unfortunately enters into the world of the mighty and powerful hybrid creature of Dragon-wizard, Devrit Swiftwings – The crown prince of Ayruzglow Kingdom. Eventually, she found the truth about the death of her parents and wanted to seek revenge. In the journey of revenge, she encounters the unfamiliar theme, LOVE. Will unarmed beauty be able to defeat those evil blood-stained creatures for her revenge on the death of her parents? Who will she choose ferocious werewolf or mighty hybrid dragon wizard? Let’s explore the survival of Akshara against her destiny in the monstrous world.
Author Notes:
All the nouns in this fantasy fiction that denote names, places, living and non-living things, businesses, events, incidents and characters in this genre are not subjected to any particular religion, person, caste, or community. This novel is purely an outcome of my imagination. This novel is based on the theory of MAGIC REALISM.
Some of the themes and ideas are impressed by mythologies and my creative imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, names, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Plagiarism is strictly prohibited.
Regards,
Aurora Bluemoon.
Prologue
I am not I…
In the path, I am travelling now.
I am not I
In the form of what I believed to be.
I am not I
Just after I see the world around me.
I am not I
Realizing it’s not the place where I belong
I am not I
When I am accompanied by him.
I wanted to go back
Back to the future.
A voice of a human girl
Destined to fall in love;
With the non-human species.
I am lost
Into the unknown
With my blindfold.
I am drowned
Deep-rooted into
Waves of struggles.
I sailed upon
Bundles of betrayals,
Tangles of torments.
Waited for him,
To salvation me
From my scuffles.
I wanted to start
Start over again.
Surely,
I will do the same mistake,
Looking into his eyes.
I must not have met him
But
I’m destined to be with him.