The Fae life of Benson McKee
READING AGE 18+
Benson McKee has never belonged. Born into the illustrious McKee family, rulers of the Healing Kingdom, Benson is a constant anomaly. His six golden-haired, honey-eyed brothers wield powerful healing magic, while Benson is cursed with silver-white hair, icy blue eyes, and a complete inability to heal. Cast aside by his father and shunned by the kingdom, he’s spent his life in the shadows, questioning why he was born so different.
But everything changes when Benson’s rare dreamwalking powers awaken on his seventh year—a gift that allows him to walk through the dreams of others and glimpse fragmented visions of the future. Through his dreams, he uncovers a startling truth: he is fated to Raylee Barclay, the crown princess of the Healing Kingdom and his former best friend. Raylee, however, is bound to another—a bond forged by lies and a powerful enchantment designed to separate them forever.
As Benson grapples with his growing powers and a life-altering secret about his true bloodline, he unearths an ancient prophecy buried by King Gaylif Barclay and the High Council. The prophecy declares Benson as the *King of Kings*, the destined ruler of all ten Fae kingdoms. But the crown comes with a deadly price. Dark forces move against him, led by those closest to him, and an enemy with ties to his very existence will stop at nothing to ensure Benson never ascends.
Betrayed, hunted, and fighting against time, Benson must decide whether to rise as the ruler he was born to be or crumble under the weight of destiny. With the fate of the Fae world hanging in the balance, will he find the strength to claim his place, or will the shadows consume him?
Secrets, lost love, and dangerous alliances converge in this tale of magic, treachery, and fate. The kingdoms are on the brink of war, and Benson’s choice could bring peace—or destruction.
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Lyra’s POV
The moment I stepped into Mother’s private solar, I could tell she was already in one of her moods—the type that made her hairdresser tremble and the maids silently pray they wouldn’t breathe too loudly. Three mirrors had been dragged from her dressing suite into the room, arranged around her so she could ad……
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