(A fast-paced romance, made to be the prequel for Shadows of Ruin) the second book is better.
𝐄𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐘𝐒
Eirlys was a blade shaped by bloodline and burden-the only daughter of the empire's ex-Grand General, trained in silence, raised for war. At twenty-one, she was steel wrapped in stillness, a killer with frost in her veins and legacy on her shoulders. She didn't flinch. She didn't falter. Her presence wasn't loud, but it rang like cold metal through a room. People didn't just fear her-they obeyed her.
𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐄
Catherine was chaos dressed in beauty. A smile that disarmed, a laugh that misled. Twenty years old and deadlier than her softness let on-the last heir to a bloodstained dynasty of assassins. Where Eirlys struck with precision, Catherine struck with surprise. She was fire to Eirlys's ice, venom to her blade, the storm hidden beneath the bloom.
𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒
Until an unmarked island turned legend into survival. Alone. Surrounded. Hunted. The question was no longer how to kill-but how to stay alive long enough to trust. To want. To need. And whether that want would be their undoing.
𝐄𝐏𝐈𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐏𝐇
There was another war brewing-quieter, crueler, beneath the surface of her skin. Him. A man made of storms and stillness, who looked at her not as a weapon-but as a woman who'd never been allowed to feel. And for the first time, Eirlys-who knew every way to kill a man-wondered if love was the most dangerous one.
𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄:
• Warrior heroines with haunted pasts and sharpened hearts
• Female leads who are lethal, layered, and unforgettable
• Knife-edge tension, survival, and slow-burning desire
• Buried softness, and reluctant trust
Then you'll want to follow them into the dark.
×Mature×
> She died a jobless anime binge-watcher. She woke up a chubby, unwanted beast bride.
Odette didn't ask for a second life-especially not in the body of a despised gray swan with five drop-dead-gorgeous beastmen husbands who can't even look her in the eye. Forgotten by her tribe, accused of crimes she didn't commit, and left to drown by the very men who vowed to protect her... it should've ended there.
But fate-no, a shady cosmic system-had other plans.
Armed with a cheat-like storage space, a secondhand body, and five cold marks on her hand proving none of her husbands ever claimed her, Odette decides it's time to rewrite this beastly romance into her own personal revenge story.
Who needs loyalty when she can hoard hotter husbands? Who needs love when she can live deliciously petty?
Let the ex-husbands regret. Let the new suitors line up. And let the Swan Queen rise-feathers, fat rolls, and all.