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384 pages, Hardcover
First published October 8, 2021
“You’ll need that fire before the end. Mark my words, princess, before this is all over, I will ruin you.”
Our mad king had used the demon king’s sly magic to settle a personal grudge, and we were all suffering the consequences. Actually, he wasn’t. He’d died and left us to rot. What a peach. They hadn’t said what he’d died from, but I hoped it was gangrene of the dick.
“Don’t take any chances,” Hannon said. “If you see the beast, get out of there.”
“If I see the beast, I’ll probably piss myself.”
“Fine. But do it as you’re running.”
I jumped. My pocketknife tumbled from my fingers. Fuck! I dropped the fucking knife.
Hold on to your dicks, folks, this is about to get hairy.
“You read too much.”
“Is there such a thing?”
She sounded like me, only surlier. I doubted my personality needed more salt, but here we were.
Fuck nice. I have a dark and damning need for that alpha. I want to take a running leap, wrap my legs around his head, and force-feed him my pussy. This bitch needs some cock. Wham, bam, call me ma’am.
Great goddess. What the hell kind of creature did I have inside of me?
Zombies better not be real, folks, or I’m going to have nightmares for the rest of my life.
I’m getting concerned about who you think you are talking to, my animal thought, pumping power through me.
So much for staying away from Nyfain. I just hoped the next meeting didn’t end up with my tit in his mouth.
"I want to be known for what I do, not how I look. I want to be praised for my achievements. But in this village, I feel like all I am is pretty and full of flaws. I just...I just want something more, I guess."
"You will have it, " he whispered, and I could tell his strenght was failing him. He needed sleep. "You were meant for great things, Finley. Things this kingdom cannot provide you. One day you will see a crack in your cage, and you will fly."

