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​Fail the tests and become a slave. Display defectiveness and be put to death. 

The Unbroken
The Descendants Series Book 3
by Destiny Hawkins
Genre: New Adult Dark Dystopian Fantasy, SciFi

They said that the Monroe Academy Bootcamp Program was meant to break its trainees.

With one last attempt at proving her worth, she was counting on the worst.

The Bootcamp Program at Monroe Academy was Rayah’s last and only hope. Within just a few short months, she would have to display her abilities in front of the council and prove her strength. If she passed, she’d level up, but if she failed, then everything would have been for nothing.

The pain, the suffering, the training, the loneliness…the sacrifices…

Rayah was determined to make it all count, and now that she was able to manifest her light, it was time to take things to the next level.

The rookie vex signed up to take part in one of the most advanced training programs that the academy provided.

She knew that in breaking, it would be her last chance to unlock the mental barriers that blocked the path to her energy.

And she was willing to endure anything to make that happen.

Bestselling author Destiny Hawkins brings you the third installment of a gripping dark fantasy where a powerless girl must survive in a society that doesn't accept the weak...or the defective.

Content Advisory: The following book contains vivid depictions of violence and death. Reader discretion is advised

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Soren
I stood next to the village fire, my sister and grandmother sitting only a few feet away from me, as I watched in awe as a rainbow-colored beam of light shot through the clouds a few miles away from here. At first, I didn’t understand what I was looking at. Not until an invisible gust of energy rushed at me, infused with Rayah’s essence. Sucking in a deep breath of air, I spotted a thin black smoke-like energy spiraling up the beam and painfully realized what this was.
The Calling.
And Rayah was beckoning for help.
All I could feel was a growing pull towards the beam, like I needed to get there as soon as possible. Deep down, I knew that this was something only Rayah’s calling could do. She was special, powerful, and unique. A different kind of gods child, or maybe something else entirely. Something even more powerful.
The skull-splitting pain didn’t come right away, but I could feel it steadily taking over and yanking me away from my other senses. I grunted and dropped down onto one knee, my vision blurring. A moment later, my senses became heightened, causing my panic to rise.
I could hear my sister and grandmother speaking in the distance as they tried to tend to me, but as I raised my head with watering eyes, all I could focus on was Rayah’s beam. I had never before felt a magnetic pull like this. The calling between gods children was meant to communicate and call for help when in danger, but in all my years, I had never felt a pull so powerful. It was as if Rayah was beckoning for the more dangerous and primal side of myself to awaken.
And awaken, it had.
When Grandmother Emerald placed a strong hand over my shoulder, I could finally hear her speaking clearly. “Go get her. This is what you were meant for, Guardian.”
Raising my head, I turned to look into my grandmother’s eyes only to find them completely white, as if she were trapped within a vision. Then there was the deepness of someone else’s voice meshed with hers. Maybe a voice only a gods child could hear.
I turned back towards the beam and raised myself to my feet. All I cared about now was getting to Rayah and keeping her safe. If she was doing the calling, then the Lytonians had to know that she was a defect. They would aim to kill her on the spot.
I wouldn’t let that happen to her. I couldn’t. 
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The Calling
The Descendants Book 2 

​She was given a second chance to prove that she could manifest her powers.
She had no idea she’d have to hide them.

Ever since Rayah could remember, she had always been different from everyone else. Not only was she the prized daughter of the greatest collectors known to history, but she was also branded a null.

To the students of Monroe Academy, Rayah was a privileged failure. A lightless lighter. A worthless Lytonian. And if it weren’t for her parents, they would have been calling her a slave years ago.

In only a few months, Rayah had to present her abilities to the council and prove to them that she was worthy of walking the halls of the academy, but Major Artemis St. James, her tormentor and superior officer, would stop at nothing to keep her from excelling.

Failing the leveling meant becoming the property of the man who taught her the very meaning of pain.

It would have also made her mother’s sacrifice for nothing.

With the test date closing in, Rayah learned that she was able to use her powers at an elite level, but even though that meant she had power, it made her chances of leveling impossible. There was no way that she’d be able to prove her worthiness now.

The standard colors of a Lytonians powers are white, royal blue, and turquoise blue.

Rayah’s were black…

And she could only use them in the dark.

Bestselling author Destiny Hawkins brings you the second installment of a gripping dark fantasy where a powerless girl must survive in a society that doesn't accept the weak...or the defective.

Content Advisory: The following book contains vivid depictions of violence and death. Reader discretion is advised.


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I clenched my teeth as I readied myself for the sting of the hot iron rod that glowed orange just at the tip. Artemis seemed to enjoy this method of pain testing above the others. Especially since my burns didn’t heal as fast as my cuts or bruises.
Since he kept me strapped down to a spiked chair that drew trickles of blood from my bottom, legs, back, and arms, I thought he would release me over to the nurses once enough blood was lost, but since my small puncture wounds only took a few seconds to restore back to normal, there was no need. I wasn’t bleeding out the way I needed to in order to be set free.
Soon enough though, the Major would have no choice but to send me to medical. The more stress that my body endured, the harder it worked itself to heal, which meant I’d eventually fall unconscious from exhaustion. I was supposedly the only student in the academy who could heal this fast, but it worked out for me since I was bullied and forced to endure the worst kinds of pain testing.
Major Artemis St. James smiled as he placed the visibly hot end of the rod against the side of my neck. I grunted and violently shook in the chair, excruciating pain spreading from my neck and down my shoulder as I tried to keep from crying out. I didn’t want to give him the satisfaction of hearing me scream. Although if I had, that might have been just what I needed to do in order for him to go easy on me. I guess even in this predicament, I was stubborn. I would not show him any weakness, no matter how well he thought he knew me.
Artemis pulled the iron from my neck and pushed his long black hair back. “You’re still trying to play tough, Rayah,” he sighed. His piercing blue eyes stared into mine, sending chills down my spine in the heated room. “But I can see through your act. You tried this when you were a child, remember?” He walked back to the fire pit and pulled out a second rod, flinging the old one to the ground with a clang. “But I’ve always found a way through that wall you put up.” He raised the rod into the air and gazed at it in awe, then slowly turned his head to face me. “You’re still the same little girl.”
My heart pounded against my chest. I didn’t know what he was planning, but I knew it would be painful. I wanted to beg for him to stop, but my mouth wouldn’t open. I just kept it shut with my teeth clenched, hoping I wouldn’t crack any.
Artemis slowly walked in my direction with the hot end still raised, then stopped in front of me with a smirk and a strange glimmer in his eyes. He reminded me so much of someone else I knew, but I couldn’t think of who at the moment, and when he leaned down to level with me, I stopped thinking altogether.
“You look so much like your mother,” he said before using his free hand to release my dark hair from its bun, “but act so much like someone else I knew…” My hair fell in waves over my shoulders. “I prefer it down.” 
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The Descendants
The Descendants Series Book 1

​Fail the tests and become a slave. Display defectiveness and be put to death.

Monroe Academy was built to separate the weak from the strong.
*Pass the biyearly leveling and be released into society upon graduation.
*Fail to be promoted and be placed into servitude.
Branded as the academy null, these were the laws that applied to all but Rayah Bardeau. The Lighter with no light.

After Rayah’s mother made a devastating sacrifice, Rayah was given six years to make her required level. Now, with only a few months left to prove herself, she was still the same level she’s been since she was ten years old.

A level one.

Overwhelmed by the upcoming test, consumed by guilt, and wary of academy bullies, Rayah could only dream of escaping her world.

…And one night, her dream had come true…

Only, when Rayah reawakened in her dorm, she couldn’t distinguish if she had only dreamed of the defect from the wild-lands, or if she had somehow used her Lighter Form to jump there, and everything she experienced was real.

But only the elite ― the most powerful of Lighters ― could manifest their Lighter Forms. Right?

And what was the dark energy that lurked just beneath the surface? Would Rayah be able to soon claim the title of a lighter, or would she discover that she was something else entirely?

Bestselling author Destiny Hawkins brings you the first installment of a gripping dark fantasy where a powerless girl must survive in a society that doesn't accept the weak...or the defective.

Content Advisory: The following book contains vivid depictions of violence and death. Reader discretion is advised.


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​ Gone. One minute Tristan was here, and the next he wasn’t.
Only two days ago, we watched the two moons rise, and it was only two days ago when we almost kissed. But this morning, he was taken away from me, and I will never see him again.
Once a student was made into a slave, it was forbidden for them to ever see their friends or family again, and that was exactly what Tristan was going to be transitioned into in only a few hours. They were going to strip him of his rank, disregard that he was born into the vex class, and put a collar around his neck that could kill him with the push of a button.
This morning, two officers marched into Tristan’s dorm and dragged him out. I stood there, shocked, as he kicked and screamed, begging for a second chance. He was a level five vex, which would have been alright if he hadn’t turned twenty today.
At the age of twenty, a student of Monroe Academy was to be tested on their lighter abilities and hopefully advance up to level six. Ever since Tristan was enrolled ten years ago, he’d never had trouble leveling up, but this time he struggled to get his powers to strengthen. This time, the council didn’t believe him strong enough to earn a level six patch, and now he had to serve his nation in another way. He had to serve the high-class vexes and ensure their happiness. The happier the people, the lower the chances of there ever being chaos in our world again.
At least, that’s what we were taught.
The navy-blue leather suit I was wearing grew hot as I walked down the hall towards my dorm. All I could think about was the terrified look on Tristan’s face as he was dragged away.
We had only made eye contact for a moment, but in that moment, I remembered the night he told me that the council had leveled him up and were going to send his new level six patch to his dorm. They usually gave them out right away, but Tristan said that they’d somehow run out and had to order more.
Now I knew that he was only lying to keep me from worrying on our last night together, but I wished that he would’ve told me. I wished that I would’ve been prepared for the aching pain growing in my chest.
My throat burned as a few of the other students passed me by, giving me dirty looks. I was sure that most of them had blamed me for Tristan’s failure. I was a null after all. Someone that couldn’t produce even a speck of light. We were lighters, citizens of the Lighter Nation and beings that could produce an energy—a light—that was taught to be used as a weapon to protect our nation from any outside enemies. Lighters had to be strong, disciplined, and hard workers.
If one couldn’t reach their required level at a certain age, then they were done for. Given up on, and there were no second chances. At least, for everyone else. I was the only student ever given another opportunity to level up, but that came at a cost that would forever weigh on my conscience.

Destiny Hawkins is a multi-genre author with a dark imagination and a love for magic.

She enjoys exploring the freedom of life, writing, listening to music, reading, and of course watching some anime! Her favorite genres to read and work in are Fantasy, LGBT, Paranormal, Romance, Dystopian, Sci-fi, and Young Adult.

Destiny loves creating stories and building worlds that both teach and entertain! When writing, she sticks to her slogan: Where beauty can be found in darkness.


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