Bound by magic. Tempted by sin. Driven by vengeance.
I don’t know who I am, what I am, or where I am. All that remains of me is my drive for revenge.
I wake up magically bound to Vrythien, an impossibly beautiful elf with gestures so perfect it’s as though he practices how to look alluring while sneezing.
With a look and a cutting barb, Vrythien makes the heat rise in my cheeks and my heart flutter. He isn’t just trouble—he’s ruin in elven form, temptation with crimson eyes and lips that promise wicked things. And yet our broken pieces fit together into one twisted whole.
But none of it matters. Vengeance comes first.
The man who shattered me is still breathing, and I won’t rest until he dies screaming at my feet. To reclaim my past, I must break this twisted bond with Vrythien—no matter how intoxicating his wicked touches or how deeply our souls entwine.
Resisting Vrythien isn’t difficult—it’s impossible. He’s the kind of temptation you beg to surrender to—until he ruins you. But I will not. I cannot. I must not. All that matters in all the realms is that the one who wronged me is destroyed.
Everything else is a pale, pretty, perfect diversion.
