She was meant to die.
I claimed her instead.
Lysandra Riven.
Rebel. Murderer. Human.
She stood defiant in chains
So I took her.
Now she’s locked in my private wing, eyes full of fury, mouth full of threats.
The council wants her executed.
My enemies want her crushed.
But I want her awake. Want her fighting.
Because the more she resists, the harder it gets to remember—
She’s not mine.
Not yet.
But if I can’t bend her…
I’ll break the whole damn realm trying.
Read on for enemies-to-something-worse, chained rebellion, dark elf prince with a god complex, forced proximity in a fortress of shadows, knife-to-throat tension, and a heroine who’d rather die than kneel—until he makes her want to. She was captured to be broken… so why is he the one unraveling? HEA guaranteed.
