“I can tear your throat out right here,” he said, his voice a hushed whisper of threats and spilled blood. “I could kill you a thousand different ways where you sit.” The nail cut deeper. Blood beaded, then spilled down my front, over my breasts. I choked on a whimper. “Now tell me everything.” Few
For centuries, Pestilence has tried to fall out of love with Death—the reason for her curse. But with her heart and mind at odds, humanity’s fate doesn’t stand a chance in her cold, grey hands. Pestilence and Shadow, her trusted steed, walk the earth to deliver plagues upon the humans. But when they wake to
A dark fae prince. A stolen human girl. And an unwanted marriage. Not all beasts can be redeemed… Callie doesn’t believe in fairy tales. Too bad they believe in her. The fae whisk Callie and her friend off to be prisoners of an eternal dance. But Callie is stolen again. Maybe the eternal dance wasn’t
In Spades, there is a game as terrifying as the Sisters of Fate. The Hatterthon. A game so cruel that its brick-roads run red with blood and in every shadow there are players killing to survive. The mysterious Ringmaster seized the Hatter’s once-delightful game long ago, and branded it with his mark. The stain of
A dark fae prince. A stolen human girl. And an unwanted marriage. Not all beasts can be redeemed… Callie doesn’t believe in fairy tales. Too bad they believe in her. The fae whisk Callie and her friend off to be prisoners of an eternal dance. But Callie is stolen again. Maybe the eternal dance wasn’t
