Raven Vesper is losing track of who's real.
Two angels down. Five to go. And the bond connecting her to Croesus and Seraph is getting harder to ignore—especially when they can feel every lie she tells herself about not wanting this.
But the House of Regret doesn't play fair.
Idris, the Angel of Envy, wears stolen faces like masks. Sharp cheekbones, features that hurt to look at directly, hair like oil on water. Beautiful in a way that makes your eyes ache. And he can't speak—his lips move but his voice slides directly into your mind, silk against your thoughts.
He's everyone you've ever wanted to be. Every life you wish you'd lived. A shapeshifter who's forgotten his own reflection.
And he sees right through her.
He knows she wants Croesus. Wants Seraph. Wants things she shouldn't want and can't have. He can show her all the lives she could've lived—the one where her grandmother didn't die, where Luna doesn't need protecting, where she's not bound to seven fallen angels who might destroy each other before Heaven gets the chance.
But when Raven absorbs envy, she doesn't just feel his curse—she feels his loneliness. The ache of a voice stolen millennia ago. An angel who's been everyone except himself for so long he's forgotten how.
When she asks to see his true face—not a stolen one, but his—something breaks in him.
Because the missing bloodlines aren't just being collected anymore—they're disappearing. Erased. And Raven's grandmother didn't just track the pattern. She was part of it. One of the original angel-human pairings that started this whole mess.
Three angels. One sin eater. And a secret that makes Heaven's silence finally make sense.
The House of Regret is waiting. And Idris has been lying to all of them.
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Two angels down. Five to go. And the bond connecting her to Croesus and Seraph is getting harder to ignore—especially when they can feel every lie she tells herself about not wanting this.
But the House of Regret doesn't play fair.
Idris, the Angel of Envy, wears stolen faces like masks. Sharp cheekbones, features that hurt to look at directly, hair like oil on water. Beautiful in a way that makes your eyes ache. And he can't speak—his lips move but his voice slides directly into your mind, silk against your thoughts.
He's everyone you've ever wanted to be. Every life you wish you'd lived. A shapeshifter who's forgotten his own reflection.
And he sees right through her.
He knows she wants Croesus. Wants Seraph. Wants things she shouldn't want and can't have. He can show her all the lives she could've lived—the one where her grandmother didn't die, where Luna doesn't need protecting, where she's not bound to seven fallen angels who might destroy each other before Heaven gets the chance.
But when Raven absorbs envy, she doesn't just feel his curse—she feels his loneliness. The ache of a voice stolen millennia ago. An angel who's been everyone except himself for so long he's forgotten how.
When she asks to see his true face—not a stolen one, but his—something breaks in him.
Because the missing bloodlines aren't just being collected anymore—they're disappearing. Erased. And Raven's grandmother didn't just track the pattern. She was part of it. One of the original angel-human pairings that started this whole mess.
Three angels. One sin eater. And a secret that makes Heaven's silence finally make sense.
The House of Regret is waiting. And Idris has been lying to all of them.
Genre: Paranormal Romance