Storm Siren

In a world at war, a slave girl's lethal curse could become one kingdom's weapon of salvation. If the curse--and the girl--can be controlled.

"I raise my chin as the buyers stare. Yes. Look. You don't want me. Because, eventually, accidentally, I will destroy you."
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As a slave in the war-weary kingdom of Faelen, seventeen-year-old Nym isn't merely devoid of rights, her Elemental kind are only born male and always killed at birth--meaning, she shouldn't even exist.