Leonardo Amir Bernardi
The day Yuriana Blair Volkov was born, the sky broke open. Snow fell in summer. The wind howled like it was singing her name. The palace hearths roared with flame without a single match struck. And across the Eastern Kingdom, old seers whispered in awe: “She has arrived.” The first female heir to the Volkov bloodline in centuries. A daughter prophesied in flame and frost. Born with power that would one day shake the ground beneath her feet. And she was beautiful. With skin as soft and pale as moonlight, lashes long and fluttering over two impossibly mismatched eyes—one a vivid forest green, the other silver like starlight. Her hair flowed in thick, silky red waves to her thighs, like molten ruby. Her lips were soft, pink, plump like rose petals, and when she smiled—when she laughed—the palace itself seemed to quiet to listen. She was elegance in motion. Grace wrapped in innocence. And across the sea, in a kingdom of sun and sand, someone had already claimed her..
About Leonardo Amir Bernardi
The day Yuriana Blair Volkov was born, the sky broke open. Snow fell in summer. The wind howled like it was singing her name. The palace hearths roared with flame without a single match struck. And across the Eastern Kingdom, old seers whispered in awe: “She has arrived.” The first female heir to the Volkov bloodline in centuries. A daughter ...Read more