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Hard to Fight
Hard to Fight
Hard to Fight
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Brenn has spent her life being quiet and avoiding the attention of her father, the psychopathic emperor. He keeps her close and anyone who befriends her is in immediate danger.

When she is offered a chance to leave on a design mission and she is given one year of freedom, she is not going to waste a minute. She is preparing to return to defend herself with everything in her.

Designing a Citadel is right up her alley, and watching it being built is a dream come true.

The Drai acting as host shows her that her father's people can have more than a homicidal personality—they can be kind and bring a sparkle to her soul.

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Release dateDec 1, 2015
ISBN9781487405274
Hard to Fight
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Viola Grace

Viola Grace (aka Zenina Masters) is a Canadian sci-fi/paranormal romance writer with ambitions to keep writing for the rest of her life. She specializes in short stories because the thrill of discovery, of all those firsts, is what keeps her writing.An artist who enjoys a story that catches you up, whirls you around and sets you down with a smile on your face is all she endeavours to be. She prefers to leave the drama to those who are better suited to it, she always goes for the cheap laugh.

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Hard to Fight - Viola Grace

Brenn knows that her survival is up in the air because she is under threat from her own parent. Blood is hard to fight.

Brenn has spent her life being quiet and avoiding the attention of her father, the psychopathic emperor. He keeps her close and anyone who befriends her is in immediate danger.

When she is offered a chance to leave on a design mission and she is given one year of freedom, she is not going to waste a minute. She is preparing to return to defend herself with everything in her.

Designing a Citadel is right up her alley, and watching it being built is a dream come true.

The Drai acting as host shows her that her father’s people can have more than a homicidal personality—they can be kind and bring a sparkle to her soul.

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Hard to Fight

Copyright © 2015 Viola Grace

ISBN: 978-1-4874-0527-4

Cover art by Carmen Waters

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Hard to Fight

Tales of the Citadel Book 51

By

Viola Grace

Chapter One

Brennika hunkered down as the thud of artillery shattered the walls around her. She put up a wall of protection before her and the others in the bunker.

The collision of ordinance on stone seemed never ending, but finally, it stopped.

Brennika collapsed to the ground next to her mother. Her mom stroked her hair. You did good, Brenn.

Brenn stared at the rest of those in the bunker who were staring at her like she was radioactive and they were more afraid of her than the incoming army.

Her vision was blurry and her head was throbbing. Her mother stroked her hair one last time, and then, the boots came toward them.

Brenn tried to fight. She tried to lift her head and defend her people. She was just too tired. She heard the guns and the screams. Her body did what it could and put a barrier around her. She felt the impact of the weapons, and her mother fell beside her.

Mom! She reached out, but her protection wouldn’t let her touch her mom.

A soldier came up and wrapped her in a blanket, lifting her into his arms.

His companion said, Notify the general. We have his daughter.

She struggled to look at her mother, but she couldn’t get past the man who was holding her.

How did he know that the falling building wouldn’t crush her?

He knows his daughter.

She’s so tiny; how old is she?

The man carrying her looked into her eyes. I believe she just turned six.

She stared at him as he carried her out of the broken building. He was wrong. She had just turned five.

* * * *

Emperor Michkin would like to see you.

Brenn looked up from her studies and scowled. Why?

Vice Admiral Denkin shrugged helplessly. He did not share that with me.

Brenn got to her feet and brushed at her trousers. I will come with you right away.

She rubbed her hands together to try and get some of the ink and graphite stains off. She had been designing another city that would never be built.

She would come back, and the schematics for the waste and electrical systems would be gone. They always disappeared.

The vice admiral led the way until they approached the throne room. With her head slightly bowed, she entered and passed the courtiers who liked to spend their time kissing her father’s ass.

Here she is. Brennika, what kept you?

Her father was known for his impatience, but she kept herself calm. I was in the middle of something I consider important, Father.

He leaned forward. Come closer.

She took a few steps up to the dais, and he reached out, touching the smudge on her cheek. You have been drawing again.

"Yes,

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