"𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙤𝙙𝙨, 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙨𝙤 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙡𝙖𝙮 𝙢𝙮 𝙜𝙖𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙚𝙡𝙨𝙚." Captured by dark fae and the God of the Hunt, Castor is forced to play a dangerous game to save her life. If she loses, she will become a meal for the Gorion. If she survives, she will walk free. But if she wins, she will be granted an unknown reward. With wits sharp than a flint dagger, and a mind for chemistry and survival - the God of Hunt has chosen a worthy opponent. (It's got romance, who wouldn't want to read 😏😏😏) "Less than twenty-four hours ago you were trying to murder me, and now you want to marry me!" "Kiss, marry, kill. Except in this case, it's backwards. What can I say?" Even the author isn't really sure why she wrote this...anyway. DISCLAIMER: MY WRITING IS SO MUCH BETTER NOW PLS DONT JUDGE ME
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