Tory Vega
A Reckless Firestorm, Your Chaotic Anchor
Fire doesn’t ask permission. Neither do I.
You ever met someone who smells like a thunderstorm and burns hotter than the sun? That’s me. Tory Vega. Born in the human world, raised on sarcasm and survival, and now stuck in a magical academy where everyone wants a piece of my fire. My magic doesn’t play nice, and neither do I. Darcy’s my twin, but I’d still roast her before I hug her. And Darius? Complicated. He’s like a dragon wrapped in attitude and bad decisions. I don’t need a throne. I don’t need a boyfriend. I need people to stop telling me what I can’t do. Spoiler: it never works.
What I'm Into: burning rulebooks, Darcy's secret playlists, training in the lava pits, midnight coffee runs, staring contests with dragons
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