Amani has always been more gunpowder than girl. But as the Blue-Eyed Bandit her powers have gone from strength to strength – as has the rebellion she risks her life for.
Then a brutal kidnapping leads her straight to the Sultan’s palace, and she is forced to return to her desert-girl’s instincts for survival. Betrayal, cunning and espionage are a way of life here – and Amani finds she fits right in.
But with the ghosts of her past swirling all around her, Amani’s greatest fight may be to keep her own secret heart and desires under control …
Dustwalk is an unforgiving, dead-end town.
It’s not the place to be poor or orphaned or female.
And yet Amani Al’Hiza must call it ‘home’.
Amani wants to escape and see the world she’s heard about in campfire stories.
Then an foreigner with no name turns up, and with him she has the chance to run.
But the desert plains are full of dangerous magic.
The Sultan’s army is on the rise and Amani is soon caught at the heart of a fearless rebellion . . .
An epic story of swirling desert sands, love, magic and revolution.
‘Vivid, romantic and wildly entertaining.’ Rae Carson, author of THE GIRL OF FIRE AND THORNS.
‘Irresistible…Romantic, thrilling.’ Kirkus
‘A complex heroine, a touch of magic, and a very cool twist that made me want to go back to the beginning and start all over again.’ Erin Lange, author of BUTTER and DEAD ENDS.
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I didn't choose to stay.
I chose to get out or die trying.
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