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Morgan Rice

Slave, Warrior, Queen (Of Crowns and Glory--Book 1)

“Morgan Rice has come up with what promises to be another brilliant series, immersing us in a fantasy of valor, honor, courage, magic and faith in your destiny. Morgan has managed again to produce a strong set of characters that make us cheer for them on every page.…Recommended for the permanent library of all readers that love a well-written fantasy.”
--Books and Movie Reviews, Roberto Mattos (regarding Rise of the Dragons)

From #1 Bestselling author Morgan Rice comes a sweeping new fantasy series.

17 year old Ceres, a beautiful, poor girl in the Empire city of Delos, lives the harsh and unforgiving life of a commoner. By day she delivers her father’s forged weapons to the palace training grounds, and by night she secretly trains with them, yearning to be a warrior in a land where girls are forbidden to fight. With her pending sale to slavehood, she is desperate.

18 year old Prince Thanos despises everything his royal family stands for. He abhors their harsh treatment of the masses, especially the brutal competition—The Killings—that lies at the heart of the city. He yearns to break free from the restraints of his upbringing, yet he, a fine warrior, sees no way out.

When Ceres stuns the court with her hidden powers, she finds herself wrongfully imprisoned, doomed to an even worse life than she could imagine. Thanos, smitten, must choose if he will risk it all for her. Yet, thrust into a world of duplicity and deadly secrets, Ceres quickly learns there are those who rule, and those who are their pawns. And that sometimes, being chosen is the worst that can happen.

SLAVE, WARRIOR, QUEEN tells an epic tale of tragic love, vengeance, betrayal, ambition, and destiny. Filled with unforgettable characters and heart-pounding action, it transports us into a world we will never forget, and makes us fall in love with fantasy all over again.

Book #2 in OF CROWNS AND GLORY will be released soon!
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Citater

  • Kayla Campshar citeretfor 2 år siden
    She was older now, close, and yet even that dream was slowly eroding in her heart.

    Fortunately, Ceres knew her brothers would never tell on her. They were as loyal to her as she was to them.

    Then its a good thing Mother will never know! she cried back.

    Father will find out, though! Sartes snapped.

    She chuckled. Father already knew. They had made a deal: if she stayed up late to finish sharpening the swords due for delivery at the palace, she could go see the Killings. And so she did.

    Ceres reached the wall at the end of the lane and, without pausing, wedged her fingers in two cracks and began to climb.
  • Kayla Campshar citeretfor 2 år siden
    even that dream was slowly eroding in her heart.

    Fortunately, Ceres knew her brothers would never tell on her. They were as loyal to her as she was to them.

    Then its a good thing Mother will never know! she cried back.

    Father will find out, though! Sartes snapped.

    She chuckled. Father already knew. They had made a deal: if she stayed up late to finish sharpening the swords due for delivery at the palace, she could go see the Killings. And so she did.

    Ceres reached the wall at the end of the lane and, without pausing, wedged her fingers in two cracks and began
  • Kayla Campshar citeretfor 2 år siden
    Still, though Ceres might be a girl, they had never been able to keep pace with her.

    Hurry! Ceres yelled over her shoulder.

    Another rumble came, and although she had never been to the festival, she imagined it in vivid detail: the entire city, all three million citizens of Delos, crowding into the Stade on this summer solstice holiday. It would be unlike anything she had seen before, and if her brothers and she didnt hurry, not a single seat would remain.

    Picking up speed, Ceres wiped a drop of sweat off her brow and smeared it onto her frayed, ivory tunic, a hand-me-down from her mother.

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