Ash Wildroot

Hey everyone. I am finished with my first book in The Fractured Star Chronicles series The Sundering Prophecy. I am looking for ARC readers to read the book and provide reviews on Amazon and Goodreads. I will send you a free digital copy in epub format. Please read and provide honest feedback. The Fractured Star Chronicles will consist of between 8-10 books. This is the beginning of the series, setting the scene for the future books. The story is High Fantasy/Dark Fantasy. Family friendly( No cussing or sexual references) just good Ole fantasy story.

Below is a brief overview of the book.

The Sundering Prophecy is one of the oldest surviving records of a world reshaped by loss.
Before kingdoms claimed borders or crowns carried weight, the age of dragons ended in fire and ruin. Their fall did not merely destroy an empire of flame and sky. It created the world as it now exists, scattering power into land, bloodlines, and memory. Mountains rose where titans fell. Seas swallowed what could not endure. From their collapse came balance, but also fracture.
The prophecy emerged from that breaking.
Preserved in fragments and guarded by priests, scholars, and hidden orders, the Sundering Prophecy does not foretell peace or salvation. It speaks instead of cycles, of power returning when the world grows rigid, and of choice arising only when no path is clean. History records it not as guidance, but as a warning.
At its heart, the prophecy names three children, born beneath a red comet whose return marks the stirring of old forces. Each child is bound to a different aspect of what was lost when the dragons fell: fire, light, and shadow. One is shaped by endurance and survival, forged in lands that remember heat and ash. One carries power openly, crowned by expectation and faith. The third moves unseen, defined by absence, secrecy, and what was taken before she could speak her name.
The prophecy does not name them heroes.
It names them points of convergence, lives through which the world will either fracture again or be reforged into something unrecognizable. Their paths are not united by destiny’s mercy, but by necessity. Where they stand, the land responds. Forests grow watchful. Fire stirs. Shadows lengthen with intent.
What makes the Sundering Prophecy dangerous is not that it predicts collapse, but that it insists collapse is inevitable. Throughout history, rulers and hidden cults alike have attempted to control its outcome by hiding children, erasing records, shaping belief, or bending power toward their own vision of survival. Every attempt has only deepened the fracture.
The prophecy endures because it does not belong to the past.
When dragons are remembered, when names are removed from record, when power begins to hunt instead of protect, the prophecy awakens once more, not as myth, but as consequence.
The Sundering is not coming.
It has already begun.

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Ashwildroot@proton.me