Four years, that's how long it's been since Brennan Sorrengail faked his own death. Joining the rebellion seemed like the obvious thing to do, a hero doesn't let innocent people die. Even if they're not his people. Hero, is that was he is, no. Soldier, that's what he is. Constantly trading one war for the next. His me...
"so tell me. Does that make me the devil... or an angel?" _______ TW|| suicide, murder, rape, sexual assault. (Does not romanticise any of these) _______ His hazel dragon eyes were so painfully irresistible to her, and her emerald siren eyes were more hypnotic than he ever imagined. One set full of ego, the other full...
What happens when the girl who's quietly struggling, happens to stumble into a group of people who think they're alone in this feeling? Maybe, just maybe, they'll be alright. A book about mental health, love, friendship and hate.