Sophia Moreau has killed twelve men. None of them saw her coming. The thirteenth has been waiting six hundred years.
The contract comes from her grandmother's own hand: infiltrate the Ember Court. Get close to the Fae king who burned her. Put a poison blade through his throat before he knows she's in the room.
Sophia doesn't ask questions. She has a face, a plan, and a body trained to do exactly one thing.
What no one warned her about is the heat sleeping under her skin—the one his court will wake the second she crosses the threshold.
Ignatius Pyrion has ruled Ember Court for nine centuries. He saw her face in the forge fire weeks ago. He knows what she carries in her sleeve. He knows what she's about to become.
He opens the gates anyway.
When she lunges, he catches her wrist without turning around. When her pre-heat breaks under his bare hands, the blade drops from her fingers. When she ends up on her knees on the forge floor, the sounds coming out of her mouth are not sounds she planned to make.
She is very good at her job.
She's about to be very bad at it.
Then she finds the vault. Six hundred years of his handwriting. Names she's never heard. And one she has.
The story Sophia was raised on has another half. The king she came to kill knows it. The body betraying her on his forge floor knows it. And six hundred years of his guilt is about to meet six hundred years of her family's secrets—in the only place hot enough to hold them both.
The blade her grandmother aimed. The last heir of a bloodline burned to ash. Or the Forge Queen of the Ember Court.
She has to choose before the heat does it for her.
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SCORCHED is Book Six in the Dark Faeverse series. It can be read as a standalone but is best enjoyed in order.
Genre: Paranormal Romance
The contract comes from her grandmother's own hand: infiltrate the Ember Court. Get close to the Fae king who burned her. Put a poison blade through his throat before he knows she's in the room.
Sophia doesn't ask questions. She has a face, a plan, and a body trained to do exactly one thing.
What no one warned her about is the heat sleeping under her skin—the one his court will wake the second she crosses the threshold.
Ignatius Pyrion has ruled Ember Court for nine centuries. He saw her face in the forge fire weeks ago. He knows what she carries in her sleeve. He knows what she's about to become.
He opens the gates anyway.
When she lunges, he catches her wrist without turning around. When her pre-heat breaks under his bare hands, the blade drops from her fingers. When she ends up on her knees on the forge floor, the sounds coming out of her mouth are not sounds she planned to make.
She is very good at her job.
She's about to be very bad at it.
Then she finds the vault. Six hundred years of his handwriting. Names she's never heard. And one she has.
The story Sophia was raised on has another half. The king she came to kill knows it. The body betraying her on his forge floor knows it. And six hundred years of his guilt is about to meet six hundred years of her family's secrets—in the only place hot enough to hold them both.
The blade her grandmother aimed. The last heir of a bloodline burned to ash. Or the Forge Queen of the Ember Court.
She has to choose before the heat does it for her.
—
SCORCHED is Book Six in the Dark Faeverse series. It can be read as a standalone but is best enjoyed in order.
Genre: Paranormal Romance
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