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    Firedragon Rising: Flynn Nightsider, #0.2
    Firedragon Rising: Flynn Nightsider, #0.2
    Firedragon Rising: Flynn Nightsider, #0.2
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    Firedragon Rising: Flynn Nightsider, #0.2

    By Mary Fan

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    Sinister plots. An underground rebellion. And a treacherous road filled with monsters and enemies unknown.

    It's been three months since Aurelia survived the International Challenge—an elite monster-fighting competition. And the Triumvirate has been keeping a close eye on her ever since … as if they expect her to cause them more trouble.

    They’re right. 

    Now that she knows about the underground revolution—and the dark secrets of her own past—Aurelia is hell-bent on escaping the government’s watchful gaze and joining the rebels. Finally, she’s found a cause worth fighting for. A way for her kind, the Norms, to take back their freedom.

    Then, when she overhears a Triumvirate official’s conversation, she learns that it’s even worse than she realized. The government knows about the rebels, and the rebellion. They’re searching for people who sympathize with the cause. And they’re coming after her next. 

    Suddenly the time for dreaming about the rebellion is over. Aurelia must make contact with the rebels and plot a quick escape … before the Triumvirate has a chance to capture her. But government forces and miles of monster-filled wilderness stand between her and the rebel headquarters, and dangers she never imagined lurk in the shadows. 

    Before she can fight for the freedom of her people, she must achieve her own—or die trying.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCrazy 8 Press
    Release dateJan 5, 2018
    ISBN9781386349556
    Firedragon Rising: Flynn Nightsider, #0.2

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      Firedragon Rising - Mary Fan

      ANGER FLAMED THROUGH AURELIA’S VEINS, burning so hot that she was sure she would explode. She’d been unleashing her rage on practice targets for half an hour, but the fire still blazed in her chest.

      The Triumvirate, the Enchanter-run nation that had raised her and turned her into a deadly fighter, had tried to kill her, for no reason other than that she’d been a convenient sacrifice. And to think, up until three months ago, she’d considered them the good guys, fighting against the Lord of the Underworld—who had escaped his dark dimension almost a hundred years ago and unleashed his supernatural beasts upon the earth. He’d been defeated by the Enchanters—humans born with magic—decades before Aurelia was born, but the creatures remained long after his demise.

      For her entire life, she’d believed the Triumvirate was humanity’s guardian against those supernatural dangers. They’d erected magical barriers around the cities to keep the monsters out and sent Sentinels—a special class of Enchanters who both ran the government and fought the supernatural—and Defenders—elite non-magicals who worked for the Sentinels and helped slay the beasts—to protect people.

      But then the government had forced her into the International Challenge, a monster-fighting competition where she, along with all the other non-magical fighters, was supposed to die to prove that only those with magic could guard the people from the Underworld’s fiends. She’d defied their plans and ganked the beasts that were meant to kill her, winning the contest, but the Triumvirate had stolen her victory. They’d gone out of their way to keep the world from knowing the truth: that a girl born without magic—a Norm—had slain the monster that defeated the world’s best Enchanters.

      She’d always known that the government did corrupt things—keeping the Norms down to favor Enchanters like themselves, choking off any voices that dared disagree with them—but until the Challenge, she hadn’t realized how deep their corruption ran, or how evil they truly were.

      And recently, she’d learned something that made her fury overflow: The Gold Triumvir, the most powerful of the nation’s three rulers, had killed her mother. A friend who wasn’t supposed to say anything broke his silence to reveal the truth about her past, which was that the Gold Triumvir, Adlai Salvator, was the reason she’d spent all fourteen—almost fifteen—years of her life as the state’s ward. More like their property. She’d certainly never had any say about whether she wanted to be raised by the slime-ball-run government, who watched and controlled every second of her life.

      She strode across the brick-walled training room, her thick ponytail clinging to her sweaty neck, and a stray lock of black hair fell over her eye. Clutching her practice bow, she tried to focus on what she was doing, rather than on things that were out of her control.

      Archery wasn’t her favorite form of combat, but she was still pretty freaking good at it. And it was an important skill, especially since razorbirds—the most common monster in the Triumvirate of North America—were only vulnerable to silver-tipped arrows for Norms like her.

      Also, shooting things helped vent her anger.

      But maybe supernaturals like razorbirds weren’t the only things people needed protecting against. She approached a bin filled with practice arrows, wishing she could use her skills to fight against the government instead of for it ... which was what she did each time she obeyed another order to gank a beast lurking outside the Capital’s enchanted perimeter. Beside the bin, a tall rack gleamed with scores of other weapons—swords, guns, and knives of every size. She grabbed an arrow and faced the wide area before her. Ordinarily, this space was used to train ten to twenty Cadets—students training to be Defenders—at the same time. But she was far from ordinary. She was the Firedragon, the best Cadet the Academy of Supernatural Defense had ever seen. And that came with certain privileges. Like full access to any training facility at the school whenever she wanted, as long as it wasn’t being used for classes. Her abilities had even drawn the attention of the Gold Triumvir himself.

      That rotten murderer!

      Livid, she quickly raised her bow, eyed the furthest of the many targets dangling from the ceiling, and pictured the Gold Triumvir’s face in its center. Then, remembering that she wouldn’t be standing still in a real-world fight, she took off running, lifted the bow again, slapped the arrow against the right side of it, and drew in mid-step. She released the projectile without missing a beat and watched as it hit the target straight through the center.

      If that had actually been Gold Triumvir Salvator, he’d be dead.

      She slowed to a walk, blood pounding in her ears. An arrow through the head was no less than the real Salvator deserved. He and the other two Triumvirs had trampled her people in their climb to power, dooming all Norms to lives of oppression. And because she was a Norm, Aurelia could beat any Scholar—children of Enchanters who attended the Academy along with the Cadets—at combat, and still be considered beneath her magic-wielding peers. Firedragon or not. What was more, the Triumvirate had strangled freedom by jailing anyone who said a bad word about them, so no one dared speak out against their injustices.

      She’d discovered most of this after the International Challenge, and had spent the last three months quietly seething, trying to decide what to do about it. But she’d finally snapped yesterday, when she’d learned that Salvator himself was the reason her mother was dead.

      Aurelia clenched her fists as she marched back to the bin of arrows. She’d never known who her parents were. All she’d been told was that government social workers had found her being cared for by an old woman of questionable sanity in a rural village—one without magic protections from the supernatural beasts lurking in the wild. Now, she knew how she’d ended up there. And it wasn’t what she’d thought.

      Her mother hadn’t been some vagabond who’d abandoned her. No, she’d worked

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