Immortal Reign - Morgan Rhodes

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Contents

Title Page

Map

Cast of Characters

Prologue

Chapter 1: Jonas

Chapter 2: Cleo

Chapter 3: Lucia

Chapter 4: Magnus

Chapter 5: Amara

Chapter 6: Jonas

Chapter 7: Magnus

Chapter 8: Nic

Chapter 9: Lucia

Chapter 10: Cleo

Chapter 11: Magnus

Chapter 12: Lucia

Chapter 13: Magnus

Chapter 14: Cleo

Chapter 15: Magnus

Chapter 16: Lucia

Chapter 17: Jonas

Chapter 18: Amara

Chapter 19: Lucia

Chapter 20: Magnus

Chapter 21: Cleo

Chapter 22: Magnus

Chapter 23: Cleo

Chapter 24: Nic

Chapter 25: Magnus

Chapter 26: Amara

Chapter 27: Jonas

Chapter 28: Magnus

Chapter 29: Amara

Chapter 30: Cleo

Chapter 31: Lucia

Chapter 32: Nic

Chapter 33: Magnus

Chapter 34: Jonas

Chapter 35: Amara

Chapter 36: Cleo

Acknowledgments

CAST OF CHARACTERS

Limeros

Magnus Lukas Damora

Prince

Lucia Eva Damora

Princess and sorceress

Gaius Damora

The king of Mytica

Felix Gaebras

Former assassin

Kurtis Cirello

Lord Gareth’s son, former kingsliege

Lord Gareth Cirillo

Grand kingsliege

Enzo

Palace guard

Lyssa

Lucia’s infant daughter

Paelsia

Jonas Agallon

Rebel leader

Tarus Vasco

Rebel

Auranos

Cleiona (Cleo) Aurora Bellos

Princess of Auranos

Nicolo (Nic) Cassian

Cleo’s best friend

Nerissa Florens

Cleo’s attendant

Taran Ranus

Rebel

Bruno

Tavern owner

Valia

Witch

Kraeshia

Amara Cortas

Empress

Ashur Cortas

Prince

Carlos

Captain of the guard

Neela

Amara and Ashur’s grandmother

Mikah Kasro

Revolutionary

The Sanctuary

Timotheus

Elder Watcher

Mia

Watcher

Olivia

Watcher and earth Kindred

Kyan

Fire Kindred

PROLOGUE

ONE HUNDRED YEARS AGO

It was her favorite dream.

The golden dagger lay before Valia on a velvet cushion. Beautiful. Powerful. Deadly. She picked it up, the golden hilt ice cold against her skin. The thought of the dark blood magic within it, restrained only by the symbols of elementia etched into the blade’s surface, sent a shiver up her spine.

This weapon held magic that could be wielded to shape the world however she wanted it. No conflict, no strife, no pain. Her decisions, her kingdom—all of it.

With this blade in her grip, everyone would worship and love her.

Yes, this was her favorite dream—a shining gem in a deep, dark cave of nightmares. And she allowed herself to enjoy every moment of it.

At least, until Timotheus decided to interrupt.

The immortal pulled Valia’s unconscious mind into a field of green grass and wildflowers—a stark change from her usual view of ice and snow from her tiny, isolated cottage in the mountains of northern Limeros.

In this dream, she could smell the sweet pollen and feel the warmth of the sun on her skin.

She looked into Timotheus’s golden eyes. He was millennia old, but still had the face and body of a handsome man in his early twenties. He’d looked the same since he first came into being, made from the elements themselves, one of the six immortals first created to protect the Kindred and watch over the world of mortals.

The sight of him filled her with equal amounts of annoyance and dread.

“The end is coming,” Timotheus said.

His words sent a chill through her down to the very marrow of her bones.

“When?” she asked as calmly as she could. He was standing only two paces away from her in the field of colorful flowers.

“I don’t know precisely,” he said. “Could be tomorrow. Could be decades from now.”

Annoyance now took precedence over dread. “Your timeline is rather unreliable. Why are you bothering me with this nonsense?