3 parts Ongoing MatureThe Reaper was owed a bride. And the Kings would provide one without fail.
Vayana Rossetti, the only daughter of the Rossetti family, learned her fate the same way all daughters of powerful men did. Through a signature that wasn't hers.
A fate decided in ink, made permanent by men who had never cared for the lives they bartered like currency. She ran. She ran from the contract, from the empire, from the man whispered about in nightmares.
But running only bought time. The Rossettis had no choice. If they wanted to keep their heads, and maintain the peace across continents, they needed to deliver a bride.
So they did what desperate men do when faced with the inevitable.
They found a replacement.
A girl with no name, no background, no identity. One no one would miss. A puppet to be shaped into the perfect Rossetti daughter, a pawn in a game where kings did not lose. The perfect choice.
Right?
What they didn't realize - what they never could have foreseen- was that they had already sealed their own fate with that wrong move. Because when you try to sell a soul to the devil, you forget one thing.
He already owns it.
They called her innocent. Naïve. Weak. A lamb led to the slaughter. But lambs don't walk into the wolf's den with their eyes wide open.
And wolves don't realize when they've been hunted all along.
She signed a deal with the devil.
Only to remind him that she's always been one too.
Two demons in the same space, what could possibly go wrong?
Everything.
And that's exactly what makes it fun.
