Every morning, the man who raised her hands her a cup of poison.Every morning, she drinks it.
Lia Blackheart has swallowed the bitter tea since she was old enough to hold the cup. Her father calls it medicine. It dulls the ringing in her bones, blunts the too-sharp world, keeps the fire in her blood asleep.
He tells her it's keeping her well.
He's lying. It's keeping her alive.
Lia is a nobody - a handler, a bastard, a girl who smells of dragon grease and ash, who mucks out the roosts beneath the Crimson Keep and keeps her head down and her mouth shut. Then the Wolf King comes to the Dragon Grounds. Ryker Drakmoor took his crown by combat and holds it by fear, and he is one month from a political marriage that will keep his kingdom from tearing itself apart.
He should not look twice at a handler's daughter.
He cannot look away.
What claws its way up between them is not desire. It's recognition - old, ruinous, and utterly forbidden. Because dragons that have not obeyed a soul in twenty years lower their heads when Lia walks past. Because his bride-to-be smiles like a drawn blade and has already begun to hunt. Because somewhere beneath the Keep, an ancient blind dragon has been waiting two decades for a dead girl to wake up.
And when Lia finally stops drinking the tea, she will learn what her father died to hide:
The bloodline Ryker's crown was built on. The kingdom that burned. The name they buried her under.
The blood remembers.
Even when the world forgets.
A slow-burn wolf-shifter romantasy for readers who want their fated mates forbidden, their dragons ancient, and their kings on their knees.
Enemies to lovers · Fated mates · Hidden royalty · Forbidden romance '' Touch her and die · He's engaged to someone else · Dragons · Slow burn to explicit
Book One of the Dragonblood Crown Trilogy. Explicit content. HEA at the end of the series.
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Lia Blackheart has swallowed the bitter tea since she was old enough to hold the cup. Her father calls it medicine. It dulls the ringing in her bones, blunts the too-sharp world, keeps the fire in her blood asleep.
He tells her it's keeping her well.
He's lying. It's keeping her alive.
Lia is a nobody - a handler, a bastard, a girl who smells of dragon grease and ash, who mucks out the roosts beneath the Crimson Keep and keeps her head down and her mouth shut. Then the Wolf King comes to the Dragon Grounds. Ryker Drakmoor took his crown by combat and holds it by fear, and he is one month from a political marriage that will keep his kingdom from tearing itself apart.
He should not look twice at a handler's daughter.
He cannot look away.
What claws its way up between them is not desire. It's recognition - old, ruinous, and utterly forbidden. Because dragons that have not obeyed a soul in twenty years lower their heads when Lia walks past. Because his bride-to-be smiles like a drawn blade and has already begun to hunt. Because somewhere beneath the Keep, an ancient blind dragon has been waiting two decades for a dead girl to wake up.
And when Lia finally stops drinking the tea, she will learn what her father died to hide:
The bloodline Ryker's crown was built on. The kingdom that burned. The name they buried her under.
The blood remembers.
Even when the world forgets.
A slow-burn wolf-shifter romantasy for readers who want their fated mates forbidden, their dragons ancient, and their kings on their knees.
Enemies to lovers · Fated mates · Hidden royalty · Forbidden romance '' Touch her and die · He's engaged to someone else · Dragons · Slow burn to explicit
Book One of the Dragonblood Crown Trilogy. Explicit content. HEA at the end of the series.
Genre: Paranormal Romance
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