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CHRONICLES OF THE REALMS: The First Fracture (BOOK 1)

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She pulled him from the ocean before he even knew she existed. Celestia Yve Virellis has spent two hundred years watching the surface world from below. Curious, cautious, and completely unprepared for the moment a dying soldier falls into her ocean and refuses to leave her mind. Dylan Pierce has survived wars, monsters, and the end of civilization. He has never once been afraid of dying. Until her. But the world Yve surfaced into is nothing like the one she studied from the depths. Humanity is almost gone. The dead walk. And something far older and more dangerous than shriekers is reorganizing in the shadows, something that has been waiting for exactly this moment of human vulnerability. Chronicles of the Realms is not a story about magic. It's a story about a civilization so vast it spans galaxies. About a love so inconvenient it might just fracture the universe. And it starts with a girl who watched a stranger sleep on a dock and thought — I wonder how that feels. YT Channel >>> www.youtube.com/@Chrnclsoftherlms TikTok Account >>> https://tinyurl.com/39r68wsj
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