Evil Elain: This Rose has Thorns
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Taking on the highly anticipated theory of "Evil Elain," author of "Smothered Magic," Victoria Anna, tells the story of the breakdown that led to the middle Archeron sister's spiral into villainy.
Elain Archeron has always been viewed as something pretty. She was polite, well-mannered, adored by all, but never taken seriously. Never loved more than anyone else.
Settling into fae life, Elain is eager to advance her relationship with the Night Court's Shadowsinger, Azriel, but also be more than just Velaris's gardener. She is tired of being over looked and tired of being an accessory to everyone else's story.
But when things start going in the opposite way Elain anticipates and she startles upon a striking truth, Elain's rosy gardens grows thorns and her sweet-lipped composure consists of fangs.
How will the Inner Circle respond when beloved Elain becomes their enemy? How far will Elain go before she is satisfied? And what will be sacrificed as unstable ground is explored?
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