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288 pages, Kindle Edition
First published July 22, 2019

His breath warmed the shell of my ear.
“You killed me.”
The dark power in his voice rushed over my skin. “With iron. Fucking… shot me.” Animal rage imbued his words.
I stared at the stranger, who moved toward me with an elegant grace. His beauty felt like glass shattering in my heart.
Dark hair swept over his forehead, and the morning light blazed over his face. His eyes were dusky hues—purple streaked with gold, and his cheekbones were blade-sharp. Possibly the most beautiful man I’d ever seen. I realized I’d simply stopped walking.








"This was the thing with men, as my mother—Queen Malgven herself—had warned me. It doesn’t matter who you really are. They write their own stories about you. They cast you in one of several roles. The innocent girl who needed teaching. The lunatic who needed calming. The whore who’d break your heart. Or in my case—the demonic prostitute fueled by rage and jealousy. A fallen woman. That was my story, whether or not it was true."

I started singing—Miley Cyrus’s “Wrecking Ball.” I changed the lyrics, letting her know I was on my way to find her. The music wended its way through the water, vibrating through the scrying reflection.

