Beneath the Black Crown

Beneath the Black Crown

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Love was never my choice. Survival is. He was meant to kill her. Instead, he crowned her. When Elara's boyfriend offers her as a sacrifice to the shadowed ruler of the Black Crown, she expects death. Instead, she's pulled into a realm of moonlit palaces and starlit rivers-where the king who should have been her executioner begins to look at her as if she belongs beside him. Now Elara must choose: return to the world that betrayed her... or take her place beneath the Black Crown.
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