Kingdom Of Thorns And Flames
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Ultima pubblicazione mer, lug 2, 2025
They were never supposed to touch. So why does it feel like the world is burning when they do?
In a kingdom ruled by elemental bloodlines and merciless laws, love is rebellion-and desire is war.
Kayden, heir of fire, was born to ignite kingdoms, not fall for the shadow-bound warrior sent to watch him. But when Gareth's cold control meets Kayden's wildfire, sparks fly-and nothing is safe.
Elara, princess of light, is promised to a man she will never love. Thorne, a cursed assassin, was sent to end her. One breath, one kiss, one mistake-and now, neither of them can walk away.
Magic tangles with lust. Loyalty burns under the weight of longing. And in a realm of thorns and flame, two couples must choose: obey the world... or set it ablaze.
Kayden (to Gareth):
"You were sent to break me, weren't you? Too bad I burn hotter the harder you try."
Elara (to Thorne):
"Kill me or kiss me, Thorne. But stop pretending you want anything less than both."
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