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Book 1: Crown of Vengeance

"Blood cannot be washed away, and vengeance burns brighter than any flame."

Selene Draven was once the most feared assassin in the Ironclad Kingdom, a master of shadows who answered only to the king’s command. But when her family is butchered, and she’s framed for their murder, her world crumbles. Imprisoned in Ironkeep, a fortress designed to break even the strongest, Selene is offered a dangerous bargain: infiltrate the Frostveil Court of the enigmatic King Caelan Veyrannis and uncover his secrets.

Thrown into a deadly game of politics, power, and betrayal, Selene must navigate a world of hate while hiding her true nature, one  that could change the balance of power in all Aeloria.

 But as tensions rise between the kingdoms, Selene finds herself drawn to two men who threaten to unravel everything she’s fought for: the cunning Prince Kade Blackthorn, who wields charm like a blade, and the cold yet compelling King of the North, who sees far more than he should.

Betrayal is inevitable. 

Love is dangerous.

And vengeance...vengeance is everything.


Excerpt:

Selene's hand ran down his abdomen, he cocked his head to the right, "Are you here to kill me or seduce me?"

"How about both? I mean...a girl do have needs." she bit her lips leaning close enough, their lips were just inches apart. 

Her other hand moved in a flash, pressing a blade against his inner thigh, just inches from his manhood. He tensed, but the grin on his lips didn’t falter.

“You’re playing a dangerous game, Selene, careful where you aim that thing.”

“Careful?” she echoed, “You’re the one who’s unarmed, Your Majesty. Maybe you should be the careful one.”

Crown Of Vengeance

Selene frowned, clasping her hands in front of her. "Saving a kingdom? What does that mean?"

"You will not understand," Elyra said, looking down at her feet before meeting Selene's gaze again. There was something unsettling in her expression, something unreadable. She stared so intently that Selene instinctively took a step back. "But you have to promise, when the time comes, you do the right thing."

"Okay, girl, you are scaring me." Selene crossed her arms, studying Elyra with narrowed eyes. "That's real cryptic, Frostwynd. The right thing according to who? You? Kade? The King of the North?"

Selene scoffed. "Oh, sure, because that's so much clearer."

Elyra didn't waver. "Promise me, Selene."

"I don't make promises to something I don't know."

The room felt too quiet, too heavy.

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