BLADES MERCY || 18+

BLADES MERCY || 18+

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The peace was a lie. The shadows of Khor are closing in and an ancient war is screaming back to life, hungry for the living. Maeve is caught in the teeth of it, fighting for a kingdom that's already crumbling. Standing in the wreckage is Nathaniel Reid. With hair the colour of soot and a gaze that burns like a dying star, he is the silent command at the heart of the chaos. He's as dangerous as he is devastating, a lethal masterpiece she was never meant to survive. In a kingdom where trust is a death sentence, Maeve must choose: her duty to her people, or the prince who will be her undoing.
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