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This is not your usual love story. I am not the girl who falls helplessly in love with the hero before they’re forced apart.
In this story, the boy is not a hero at all. He wears all the colors of a villain instead.
And I’m the girl who betrays him, puts him in prison, and gets celebrated for it afterward.
Until he breaks out.
Nowhere to run.
Taland Tivoux is coming for me. If that wasn’t a big enough problem, I lose my magic while on a mission, barely escape with my life, and my grandmother puts me in a game that can only be won through that same magic I no longer have.
The Iris Roe is a death trap—she knows this well. But she also knows that the prize to be won at the end of it is magic—one of my only two options.
The other? Death.
So I have no choice but to play. No choice but to fight. But I thought I would be safe from Taland while in the game, at least.
I was very, very wrong…
**
Excerpt from Mud:
“Our story was painful. A guilty, chaotic mess, and we were doomed from the beginning. We were never going to have a happy ending, Taland and I. Those who weaved our story had already decided it.
Even knowing that since day one, I couldn’t help myself. I still felt him to my very core. I belonged to him, heart and body and soul, even when I betrayed him, and even when he was locked away in prison.
But when I went to him, bloody and wounded and all alone, and he gave me to his brothers to torture, then watched and smiled from the shadows, it still hurt. I had no right to feel betrayed, but goddess, it hurt.”
Genre: Paranormal Romance
In this story, the boy is not a hero at all. He wears all the colors of a villain instead.
And I’m the girl who betrays him, puts him in prison, and gets celebrated for it afterward.
Until he breaks out.
Nowhere to run.
Taland Tivoux is coming for me. If that wasn’t a big enough problem, I lose my magic while on a mission, barely escape with my life, and my grandmother puts me in a game that can only be won through that same magic I no longer have.
The Iris Roe is a death trap—she knows this well. But she also knows that the prize to be won at the end of it is magic—one of my only two options.
The other? Death.
So I have no choice but to play. No choice but to fight. But I thought I would be safe from Taland while in the game, at least.
I was very, very wrong…
**
Excerpt from Mud:
“Our story was painful. A guilty, chaotic mess, and we were doomed from the beginning. We were never going to have a happy ending, Taland and I. Those who weaved our story had already decided it.
Even knowing that since day one, I couldn’t help myself. I still felt him to my very core. I belonged to him, heart and body and soul, even when I betrayed him, and even when he was locked away in prison.
But when I went to him, bloody and wounded and all alone, and he gave me to his brothers to torture, then watched and smiled from the shadows, it still hurt. I had no right to feel betrayed, but goddess, it hurt.”
Genre: Paranormal Romance
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