A Throne of Thorns and Teeth

A Throne of Thorns and Teeth

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"I went to the masquerade for one night. I left with a mark, a monster, and a curse I can't outrun." Megan Wise never wanted to be chosen - not by the beast in the black-and-gold mask, not by the court that hides behind velvet and blood, and definitely not by the bond that ties her to something ancient and hungry. When her best friend goes missing, Megan is dragged into a world of vampires, lies, and power she was never meant to survive. But she doesn't break. She bites back. Obsession, betrayal, and a war whispered through mirrorglass - this is no love story. This is what happens when a girl refuses to kneel. 🩸 Dark Romance • 🖤 Gothic Masquerade • 🗡️ Enemies to Something Worse For readers who like their love feral, and their monsters even worse.
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