Content Warning (18+): This book contains explicit, graphic sexual content, including scenes and references to sexual assault, as well as graphic violence and gore. Intended for readers aged 18 and over. Please read at your own discretion. She ran from a crown-straight into a storm that chose her. BOOK ONE of The Breath of Aethriel Princess Serétha has spent her life being polished, paraded, and prepared to become a political sacrifice - a sacred "union" meant to bind kingdoms under the gods' gaze. But on the eve of her fate being sealed, Serétha runs. The wilds beyond the palace are not freedom - they are hunger, cruelty, and the kind of darkness stories never warn you about. And Serétha isn't just being hunted by men who believe they own her... she's being pulled toward something she doesn't understand - something old, forbidden, and waking inside her blood. A thief with too much charm. A prince with a devotion sharp enough to cut. A world ruled by gods who do not forgive. Serétha wanted a choice. Now she has one - and it might burn Aethriel to the bone.

Lorcan Equinox never expects a human woman to awaken the dark, carnal desire he's suppressed for decades--until she defies the very curse that made him untouchable. Season 1 of Fae's Curse *** Amberly Reed was supposed to die the moment she touched the Fae lord. Now, whisked away to his manor in the Faelands, she struggles to thrive in a world where mortals are unwelcome. Her only power here is her seemingly intoxicating effect on Lorcan, who--as much as he clashes and bickers with her--can't seem to stay away. Even so, any relationship between them is forbidden, and could spell certain death for Amberly if it's discovered. But when she learns that Lorcan's curse is slowly killing him, she must discern what her growing feelings mean, and decide if she's willing to risk everything to save him. *** ❝You didn't see it, but every male in that room was eyeing you up. Every damn one. They wanted a taste of you.❞ His voice is dark with envy. I swallow - hard. ❝I wanted to tear off that damned dress and take you right there, to show every leering bastard❞--he begins to move faster--❝that you aren't theirs to take.❞