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Heavy lies the crown.
My twin sister is the true queen of Aryd. She survives, hiding and clinging to life in the desert, while I reign as the false queen alongside the monstrous King Eidolon. There’s only one escape from this gilded prison: Reven. My Shadowraith. My heart. Only the shadows that he struggles to control are growing more sinister, more powerful.
It’s just a matter of time before they turn on him…and on me.
Even escape doesn’t mean true freedom, though, when we’re still on the run from Eidolon’s unstoppable armies. And when we discover there’s a traitor among us, I have no choice…I must become the queen I was never meant to be.
Because as one evil hunts me, the other loves me more than himself.
And my fate lies with both.
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The boulder of dread that has been teetering over me since the second I left the zariphate drops, the weight of it threatening to crush me. “Tell me.”
Horus grimaces. “He has to be in absolute darkness to hold Eidolon’s Shadows inside.”
My legs go wobbly. It’s bad. Worse than I thought. “Take me to him.”
“No way—” Cain cuts himself off with a grimace and lowers his voice. “I don’t think it’s safe. He’s—”
The flames of the candelabras around the room suddenly flicker, and then gloom consumes the room in a rush. Not total darkness but close.
“You’re here, love.” Reven’s deep-as-sin voice rumbles through me and around me.
“Reven?” I whisper as I stare at the shape of a man standing in the doorway.
As my eyes begin to adjust, I take in more details.
I catch a flash of eyes gone entirely black.
Beside me, Horus makes a sound in the back of his throat and tries to get between us. Immediately, Shadow’s face contorts in a spasm of anger, and tendrils of darkness lash out at me like whips, so fast I don’t have time to do more than yelp. Fear lashing through me, I’m dragged across the room, kicking and fighting the entire way, aware that more shadow is holding Horus and the others at bay.
I slam into Reven’s body. Shadow’s arms wrap tight around me, lifting me up so that my feet dangle above the ground.
Will you be doing the edging copy as you did with The Liars Crown? Cause I will be all over that if you do! This book is soooooo good! Bet you didn’t expect to be able to write fantasy so well! But I knew you could. I doubt there’s anything you can’t write. Well, maybe non-fiction. Or, who knows? You probably could write that too! LOL!