The final trial of the Faerie Race has arrived: a head-to-head battle through the streets of Elfame city. Jacq and Orin should be ecstatic to have made it this far—but tragedy overshadows them both—leaving the pair wondering if the cost to continue is too high.
Only the unexpected reappearance of her long-lost sister keeps Jacq in the game, but Cass’s presence comes with troubles of its own. The ancient Brotherhood is closer than ever to carrying out a twisted plot that would mean an end to modern human civilization. There’s one slim chance to foil the Brotherhood’s plans, and only Jacq and Orin have the means to do it.
Thrust into a lethal final showdown that’s more game than race, Jacq and Orin quickly realize that the odds are once again rigged against them. And worse, their enemies have thrust those they love into the cross-hairs. The clock is ticking. Jacq and Orin have one slim chance to foil the Brotherhood’s plans and win the race, or they’ll lose more than just the competition. They’ll lose everything and everyone they hold dear.
The Doomsday Trial is Book Three in The Faerie Race, a nail-biting, edge-of-your-seat thrill ride through a realm unlike you’ve ever seen.
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Nothing prepared me for the rush of emotions I was going to have to deal with coming into the Faerie Race. We'd all been tested for our physical strength, our magical capabilities and each of us had had a thorough medical before we were allowed into Faerwild. I'd been deemed fit and healthy by the doctor they'd brought in to look at us back at Hennington house, back when this was all in the future and I'd thought it was nothing more than a TV show I was getting myself into.
No one had asked me how I would cope if someone were to die. No one had asked me what I'd do if my sister suddenly reappeared out of nowhere and not a single studio exec or physician had asked how I'd cope emotionally with the ever present threat of my own death.
There'd been talk of how dangerous it would be. We'd been warned to watch our backs, but I'd thought it was just the studios trying to scare us to produce great TV. It hadn't really occurred to me that any one of us could get really hurt in here, much less killed and yet I'd seen three people involved in this godforsaken race die within a matter of weeks.
All these thoughts rushed through my head and my emotions raged through my heart as I gazed up at the ornate ceiling of one of the Fae King's bedrooms in the palace.
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Translation in progress.
Translated by Jesus Ocando
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