The stunning finale to Nyna Queen’s original Trueborn Heirs Trilogy.
A terrible secret. An impossible choice. And a love worth dying for…
After the horrible disaster at the Summerball, Alexis Harper and her allies are running out of time. Not only has the murder messed up all their careful plans, but Alex is also threatened to become the focus of the investigations. In search of the missing pieces in this enigmatic puzzle, she and Darken embark on a perilous journey to an abandoned prison camp deep in the mountains — and make a discovery more shocking than anything they could have imagined. A discovery that, if revealed, will shake the country to its very foundations.
At the same time, the Spider and the Forfeit find themselves at an emotional crossroads. At this point, it’s all or nothing. But just as they reluctantly admit their feelings for each other, events force them apart and suddenly Alex is faced with a terrible choice: to run and safe her own life or to stay and fight for the truth and the man she loves, even if it may cost her life.
As Alex spins a crazy spider’s trap, one thing soon becomes clear—one way or another, she will end up being kissed by Death…
Buckle up for witty banter, steam, and plot-twists that will leave you breathless.
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A beam of moonlight broke through the drifting clouds, reflecting from solid black eyes not five feet from him.
Darken’s hand jerked toward his sword, pulling it halfway out of its scabbard before he realized it was Alex.
Mother’s mercy and Jester’s grace! And the Blind Child’s cursed eyes in the dark! If the moon hadn’t chosen to blink through the cloud cover at that moment, he might never have known she was there.
Alex let out a soft, silvery laugh as she stepped from the shadows between the trees, her pale face and blond braid seemingly floating bodiless in the darkness around her.
“Jumpy, aren’t we? Expecting an attack, Forfeit?”
The wind carried over her scent, a floral note of jasmine from the perfume she’d worn this afternoon mixed with a hint of feminine sweat from the run, and something so specifically Alex—both sweet and sharp and slightly musky—it unleashed a stream of lava into his blood, burning through his veins and setting his loins on fire. Need almost swept him off his feet.
Darken clenched his jaw and curled his hands into fists. They were on a mission, for heaven’s sake!
Moving with iron control, Darken sheathed his sword and forced himself to relax back against the wall of the shelter, crossing one foot over the other.
“Actually, I was getting worried about you. What took you so long? I thought you might have gotten lost.”
A sharp smile parted Alex’s lips like the flash of a knife’s blade. She rocked forward on her toes. “Lies! I’m almost half an hour before our scheduled meeting time.”
Darken lifted a surprised eyebrow. “How do you know?”
“Shaper, remember?” She tapped her temple with one finger. “We have an extremely good sense of time, like an internal clock, especially with the help of the sun and moon. Speaking of which”—she nodded up at the sky which was a ragged puzzle of clouds and blinking stars—“we only have a few short hours until dawn. If I want to be back at the Canterbury Estate before sunrise, we should get moving.”
Darken cocked his head to the side. “You seem quite eager for someone who just ran over thirty miles.”
“Oh, that! Phst!” Alex waved a hand. “Not worth mentioning. Please, don’t make any concessions on my behalf, I’m all good to go. Unless, of course, you need some more time to rest your royal footsies from your journey?”
A honey pie would have wilted in comparison to the sweetness in her voice.
Darken locked his teeth and performed a slightly stiff bow. “I’ve only been waiting for you, milady.”
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