BOOK 2 OF THE BROKEN PARADISE DUOLOGY- MAKE SURE TO READ BOOK 1 TO UNDERSTAND MORE! 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐟 𝑀𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑖 𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑒 ~~~ He becomes the very thing everyone once feared, flinched at the mention of his name, went cold under his gaze. All because someone stole his wife from him. His precious Elara. The woman who once feared him for what he was, the woman who grounded him, who taught him how to be human again. Gone from his grasp in the blink of an eye. And he was determined to burn kingdoms and cause massacres to get her back where she belonged. 𝐸𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑒 ~~~ Taken. Scared. Changing. Elara Vale has gone through a hell that no one could imagine. With her soul ripped out of her body and her heart cold and frozen, she realises what she must do. Become something that even Malachi would fear. A beast in the night. A queen born from the depths of hell and surviving trauma so deep that she's not sure she can trust again. ~~~ Join the journey of Elara's and Malachi's heartbreak, trauma, grief, loss, healing, jealousy and betrayal as they find their way back to each other- even if it seems impossible.

𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐸𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑎 𝑉𝑜𝑠𝑠 ~~~ She was never meant to be the bait that would be feasted on by beasts, but her father decided her fate long ago when he gambled away her entire inheritance. Now she has no choice but to live with the vampire King and his people, all for the guise of peace. She expected possession, roughness, control, a thirst for fear. Not a gentle, calm, observant vampire. 𝑀𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑐ℎ𝑖 𝑉𝑎𝑙𝑒 ~~~ He hated humans with his black soul, commanded respect, was worshipped by nightmares themselves. But when he's asked to marry her to save her family's reputation from ruin, he agrees. Not for power or peace. To protect her, to help free her from her father's chains. He's what she never expected- but only with her. He's sees her kind and fragile heart, and wants her to let him in. No matter what. ***** "You barely know me," I whispered. A strange look crossed his face then. Ancient. Achingly tender. "Perhaps," he murmured, then after a pause. "But I would like to."