A Crown of Blood and Desire: Dark Fae Romance With a Ruthless King

She arrived as a debt payment. She stayed as something far more dangerous.
When Lyra Ashveil is dragged across the Veil into the Unseelie Court to satisfy a blood debt her dead father signed in her name, she expects chains, cold stone, and a swift end. Instead she finds herself soul-marked to Caelindor Mourne — the ruthless, centuries-old Unseelie King whose shadow dominion is hemorrhaging from a curse that is slowly unmaking everything he holds in check. Including her.
The mark that brands her collarbone the moment she walks through his throne room doors cannot be unfastened. It binds her warmth to his darkness, her dormant half-fae blood to the fracture in his power, her survival to his. Cael needs her bloodline to anchor the curse before it destroys his court and unleashes something far worse into both their worlds. Lyra needs to survive sixty days in a palace full of beautiful, calculating creatures who have already decided she is either a tool or a threat.
Neither of them planned on the garden. On the library at midnight. On the way his shadows reach for her light like they’ve been looking for it for three years. On the way she stops flinching at the dark and starts reading it — and him — with the same clear, relentless attention she turns on everything.
Cael has spent three centuries keeping the world at arm’s length. Lyra has spent six years building walls between herself and everything her blood was made for. The soul-mark between them doesn’t care about any of that. It only cares about what they’re becoming.
But Lyra carries a secret she hasn’t uncovered yet — one written in her mother’s handwriting in the margins of his botanical records, in a file he placed in her reach because she deserved to know, in the full and terrible cost of completing a bond that only one bloodline in living memory has survived. And somewhere on the Seelie roads, the man who cursed the king is moving. He knows about the new anchor. He knows about Lyra. He is not going to let the bond complete.
She came here with sixty days and a knife in her boot and every intention of leaving. Now she has a soul-mark, a blooming garden, and a cold, devastatingly careful king who brings her tea and sits alone in the dark because his court doesn’t require anything from him there — and who looks at her like she is the first warm thing in a very long time.
The question was never whether she could survive the Unseelie Court.
It was whether she could survive leaving it.
If you love dark fae romance with soul-deep emotional tension, a brooding immortal king who falls first and hardest, and a heroine who walks into danger with her chin up and her eyes open — A Crown of Blood and Desire is the dark paranormal romance you’ve been searching for.
One soul-mark. Sixty days. No way back.
Grab your copy now and fall into the dark.