The Bird and the Sword A Fantastical Romantic Adventure by Bestselling Author Amy Harmon

Name: The Bird and the Sword (The Bird and the Sword Chronicles Book 1)
Brand: Romance
SKU: B01FIT5ITU
Availability: InStock
Rating: 5 (1 reviews)

The Bird and the Sword (The Bird and the Sword Chronicles Book 1)

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“A must-read, beautifully written, poignant page turner. The words will sweep you away, the romance will captivate you, and you’ll find yourself utterly entranced by Amy Harmon’s beautiful story.” – Vilma Gonzalez, USA Today HEA columnist

“The Bird and The Sword overflowed with stunning, breath-taking moments of pure magic as Amy Harmon’s world consumed us and her characters captivated us. We fell in love with absolutely everything in this flawless, thrilling and epic tale of cursed ones, greed and magic as well as the ultimate, love.” - Totally Booked Blog

“Amy Harmon’s books may have a reputation for being tame compared to what else is out there in the romance genre, but don’t let anyone convince you that this isn’t a sexy read. It’s subtly sexy. Sneakily sexy.” – Slow Reader’s Blog“

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Swallow, daughter, pull them in, those words that sit upon your lips. Lock them deep inside your soul, hide them ‘til they’ve time to grow. Close your mouth upon the power, curse not, cure not, ‘til the hour. You won’t speak and you won’t tell, you won’t call on heaven or hell. You will learn and you will thrive. Silence, daughter. Stay alive. The day my mother was killed, she told my father I wouldn’t speak again, and she told him if I died, he would die too. Then she predicted the king would sell his soul and lose his son to the sky.

My father has a claim to the throne, and he is waiting in the shadows for all of my mother’s words to come to pass. He wants desperately to be king, and I just want to be free. But freedom will require escape, and I’m a prisoner of my mother’s curse and my father’s greed. I can’t speak or make a sound, and I can’t wield a sword or beguile a king. In a land purged of enchantment, love might be the only magic left, and who could ever love . . . a bird?