Eight Fae Clans. Three separate parts of an ancient and powerful artifact. One Crown on the head of one boy. A giant, bloodthirsty game. Millions to bleed for the dream of power and a peace balanced on a knife's edge.
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When Arlyss lands in the middle of a brewing conflict between factions of strange, humanoid creatures all playing for the crown resting on the head of a boy King, she finds herself accidentally becoming the leader of one of these factions in exchange for partial freedom to go back home.
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Aero has bled and bled and bled for absolute control and power. A stupid halfling from the Commonworld, who seems to have a connection to a very powerful object, has no right to come in and interfere. When he is the Crown, he will rend her flesh from bone and water the ground with her blood.
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Dahlia is a flower. As heiress to the Seelie Spring clan, she doesn't do anything except ring her bell and wait to be served. But the flash flood of blood running through the Fae kingdom exempts no one, and soon Dahlia finds herself dripping in crimson.
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Ocean is an orphan turned queen. Plucked from the streets by the barren leader of the matriarchal Unseelie Winter Fae clan, she plans to fight for what is her right by blood. And if she leaves corpses, no one's keeping a tally.
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Eyrik just wants revenge for his dying clan. He doesn't care if the current Crown is a child. He plans to slaughter all that remains of the Seelies after the great war, leaving only Unseelie fae for him to rule. As for the Crown and his advisor... well, he had special plans. And so what if he was not of Noble blood?
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Garynn is scared to death. But fear is not an option, and neither is safety. As the Crown, he tries to fulfil his duties but as a young boy, what can he do, caught between the scheming and plotting of his immediate relatives and the power-hungry Crown advisor, who keeps leaving bloodshed in his wake?
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FantasyEight Fae Clans. Three separate parts of an ancient and powerful artifact. One Crown on the head of one boy. A giant, bloodthirsty game. Millions to bleed for the dream of power and a peace balanced on a knife's edge. * Arlyss lands in the middle o...