Rebel’s Blade (The Aermian Feuds #1)

Nothing is black and white. Secretly trained, swordsmith Sage Blackwell steps up to run her family’s forge when her father falls ill. Sage desires to help the neglected Aermians but is bound by duty to provide for her own… Until, that is, she’s offered a chance to make a difference.
The rebellion. Sage knows the risks; imprisonment or death, and yet, she’s still willing to take them to protect her family. But when plans unravel, Sage finds herself facing the devils themselves, her sworn enemies, the princes of Aermia.
The crown. Tehl Ramses is drowning; crops are being burned, villages pillaged, and citizens are disappearing, leading a rising rebellion. As crown prince, and acting ruler, Tehl must find a way to crush the rebellion before civil war sweeps through his beloved kingdom. He’ll do whatever is necessary to save his people. Yet, his prisoner is not at all what he expected.
One story. Two sides. One goal: Save Aermia.
-Excerpt from Goodreads. […]

Rebel (Legend #4)

Eden Wing has been living in his brother’s shadow for years. Even though he’s a top student at his academy in Ross City, Antarctica, and a brilliant inventor, most people know him only as Daniel Wing’s little brother.
A decade ago, Daniel was known as Day, the boy from the streets who led a revolution that saved the Republic of America. But Day is no longer the same young man who was once a national hero. These days he’d rather hide out from the world and leave his past behind. All that matters to him now is keeping Eden safe– even if that also means giving up June, the great love of Daniel’s life.
As the two brothers struggle to accept who they’ve become since their time in the Republic, a new danger creeps into the distance that’s grown between them. Eden soon finds himself drawn so far into Ross City’s dark side, even his legendary brother can’t save him. At least not on his own…

Excerpt taken from book flap.
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Dance of Thieves (Dance of Thieves #1)

He stood and put his hand out to help me up. “We should get going, Kazi of Brightmist.”
I took it and stood. “You seem to like calling me that. Why?”
“Because I’m not sure that’s your real name. You appear to have a lot of hidden sides to you—juggling, telling riddles, taking down boys and threatening to cut their pretty necks.”
I grimaced and shook my head, sizing up his neck. “It’s not so pretty.”
He rubbed his neck as if offended. “Anything else up your sleeve I should know about?”
“If I told you, it wouldn’t be fun, would it?”
“Should I be concerned?”
“Probably.” […]