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Fae warrior Rayna Shahid has never fit the mold.
Too strong, too loud, too good at spilling blood and eating whole steaks with her bare hands-exactly the kind of female most males don't know what to do with.
Except Lorcan Salvaterre.
They've fought beside each other for centuries in Maeve's brutal cadre-two weapons forged in the same hellfire, shaped by the same merciless queen. Rayna, the wildfire. Lorcan, the blade. They were never supposed to want anything beyond survival. They were never supposed to want each other.
But fate has a sick sense of humor-because the moment the bond snaps into place, it's like a blade to the throat for them both.
Rayna has already buried one warrior who never came back from war. And Lorcan has lived long enough to know that anything he lets himself love becomes a weakness his enemies will exploit.
So they pretend. They deny. They fight the bond with teeth bared and shadows snarling-until an old ex crawls back into Rayna's orbit, old wounds rip open, and a new war brews at Terrasen's borders.
Now Rayna and Lorcan have to navigate bloodshed, jealousy, ancient magic, and their own stubborn hearts-while trying not to kill each other in the process.
He's a weapon honed by centuries of violence.
She's wildfire with a temper that could scorch kingdoms.
Together, they might just burn the whole world clean.
A slow-burn, enemies-to-lovers-to-mates fantasy romance set in the Throne of Glass world, featuring sharp banter, feral protectiveness, emotionally constipated immortals, and the kind of devotion that terrifies them both.