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452 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 23, 2026
“With your illness, a minor scratch would be fatal”has been repeated too many times in too many ways
“They wouldn’t believe a unicorn was here . . . She’d lose any credibility she still had, and likely her reputation too”
“Venita always made an effort to include her, something Luna appreciated.”
“Obviously, he was not used to being refused or rejected. To be fair, it made sense, he was the prince after all”
“Their hands fit together like two pieces of a puzzle; a puzzle she wished to burn.”
“his movement stiff—like a marionette cut loose from its string.”
“Nina’s been the only kindhearted unicorn this kingdom has ever seen. Am I supposed to believe you’re be the second?”A typo
“A breath she hadn’t realized she was holding slipped out ”
“Luna quickly looked around to see if any cats had died from all the curiosity looming in the air.”
“It’s nice to meet you! I’m Luna.”She says this when she is trying to hide her identity after climbing a wall for a moment of freedom. WHY ARE YOU SAYING YOUR REAL NAME
“She stumbled over her own feet and fell, hitting her knees hard on the ground. The pain made her cry out. The moment she let out a sound, sobs took over until she was crying so hysterically she couldn’t breathe.”She is simply going down a hall to her new room, zero obstacles. She trips and acts overly dramatic, like a child.
“ “I don’t want anything from you.” All she wanted was to yell at him and give him a piece of her mind, but she refrained. What good would screaming and shouting do? He had already managed to put her in the dungeon once; what was stopping him from doing it again?
“Let me at least apologize.” Slowly, he opened the bag, revealing its contents. She squealed with genuine glee. “Brown sugar buns?!” She snatched one from him, forgetting how angry she was”
“the goblet had been prepared just for her and only contained water. She cursed and turned to where the prince still sat, glaring at him, but he paid her no mind. Why would he joke with her on a night like this?”
“ “The Prince of Shadows,” Harlow answered with a sneer. Luna gasped, quick and sharp. “The—what—of shadows?” ”
“Her noblewoman upbringing forced her to respond with automatic politeness—even towards a murderer ”
“ “Uh . . . no, but thank you?” Luna said, once again responding far too politely. “It was nice to meet you and all but—” ”
“If she could just get to her—just reattach her head—then maybe, somehow, everything would be fine. ”
“ “It’s too much,” she choked. “So . . . so utterly broken.”
“What is?”
Her hand slammed to her heart, as she squeaked out the word. “Me.” ”
“As the thrill of their escape quieted, Luna became keenly aware of the sway of her hips matching Damien’s graceful movements. Her attention hyperfixated on every point of contact between them: The way his powerful muscles rippled under her, his warmth radiating through her legs, seeping into her skin. Something inside her tightened, and heat settled low in her belly. Her mind wandered traitorously, imagining a different kind of rhythm —one hidden beneath tangled sheets. Instinctively, she squeezed her thighs, ”