"Unable to resist, he kissed her wounds, and her cold blood touched his lips. He tasted it with his tongue and lost it, almost dropping her to the ground. There was something strange in this girl’s blood. It was unlike anything he had ever tasted, like sweet wine with roses and something electrifying he couldn’t name." 

Queen of Blood and Roses is created by Alexandra Lynch, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Queen of Blood and Roses

“How did you get in here?” Ara said, putting down the dagger. “Your Grace,” she then added and nodded her head towards Prince Acheron. 


“The entrances weren’t really hard to spot,” he replied, stepping inside. The Fae followed him, looking around the room nervously. “This is Phillis, the man who saved the castle from burning last night. I need to hide him for a few hours before we leave, and I can’t have him in the camp in case they discover he’s gone. Can you get him outside with the things you’re taking with you?” 


Ara stared at Prince Acheron, trying to understand if this was a command or not. The collar tingled ever so slightly at his presence, but she didn’t feel the painful tug she had been used to with Count Thorn. 


“Yes,” she said, snapping out of it. “But you can’t stay here. Did you see the fork in the passageway before getting here?”


Chapter 17: Rejection