Veil of Starfrost

Veil of Starfrost

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'Well, darling, remember who you belong to.' These words echo in Alette's mind as she navigates the treacherous world of Starfrost's High Fae royalty. Awakening with no memory of her past, she finds herself amidst ancient magic, court intrigue, and growing wars that have simmered for centuries. As she grapples to find her place and uncover her lost identity, Alette is irresistibly drawn to Dante, the High Lords head of security, deepening the complexity of her presence in this foreign realm. Torn between uncovering the truth of her past and the intoxicating pull of forbidden love, Alette stands at the heart of a mystery that could alter the fate of Starfrost itself. "Interesting, unique, and engaging!" -Emma Lowe, author of Newborn. 🌟 Content Advisory: Contains mild language and sensual themes, suitable for most audiences.
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He was born royalty a tri-breed prince, the first of his kind. She was just a human girl with fire in her heart and no idea the supernatural world even existed. But the moment he found her, the bond snapped into place; wild, forbidden, and far too early. She couldn't remember. He could never forget. He watched from the shadows, hungered in silence, torn between the duty of a king and the pull of a mate the universe marked for him. She grew up not knowing he'd already chosen her. But the heat between them only smoldered, scorching beneath every stolen glance, every gift left without a name, every moment she didn't understand and every one he couldn't stop himself from creating. Because some bonds don't wait. And love like theirs? It burns before it blooms.

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