Broken Veil by Jeff Wheeler

Broken Veil

Broken Veil by Jeff Wheeler (Harbinger #5)
English | 2019 | Fantasy | ePUB | 702 Kb

Broken Veil :Wall Street Journal bestselling author Jeff Wheeler’s epic Harbinger series comes to a breathtaking conclusion as two women are swept into a battle that could destroy two worlds.

Rescued from a world of poverty, Cettie Pratt has avoided a bleak destiny—until now. Deceived and manipulated, she has been groomed for the ultimate betrayal: to destroy her best friend and stop peace from uniting two war-torn worlds. Her path leads her to a mysterious underworld where appearances can be deceiving.

Sera Fitzempress knows the value she has to her enemies. As heir to the empire, she must keep her foes at bay and prevent them from unleashing a being of unspeakable evil upon the world while fighting a brutal war. But her enemies are more cunning than Sera expects, and the key to their plans is none other than her best friend.

Neither woman knows what to believe. Neither one knows if she can trust the other. Both Cettie and Sera have made decisions that have irrevocably changed them. But the decisions they have yet to make will determine the fate of their world…

“After relieving herself of the weapon, she turned and faced her father. “I haven’t seen you in a few weeks. When did you return?” Theirs was not a caring relationship. She no longer hated him, but the kishion were not known for their tenderness. Especially her father.

“Last night.”

“And where were you all this time?”

He gave her a small smile. “Killing Admiral Hatch. His loyalties became . . . conflicted.”

She blinked at him, caught off guard, still, by the carefree way he talked about murder. But then, he’d been doing it for a long time.

“Why are you here now?” she asked, dreading his answer. He never did anything without a purpose.

“There’s a new assignment for you,” he said. “One that will be best suited for your skills.”

Cettie frowned, her dread increasing. She didn’t want to seduce or murder anyone. So far, although she’d received training in both, neither task had been asked of her. But she feared it was only a matter of time. The people at the school didn’t care for her sensibilities. If she feared something or found it distasteful, she was usually expected to face it.

“Don’t you want to know?” he asked, noticing her silence.”

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