She flew too close to the sun. Now he’s claimed her for his bride. But can he woo her before she flies away forever? Raised among the secrets and shadows of Crete, Icarus finds escape soaring through the sky with her finest invention, a pair of wings. But when she flies too close to the sun, Apollo finally sees the woman who has haunted his visions for a year. The woman he is certain is meant for him. She wants freedom. He wants her . . . So, Apollo demands Icarus as his sacrificial bride, to be given to him on the Summer Solstice. But he doesn’t dare trust his destiny to the Fates. Apollo disguises himself as a mortal to woo his promised bride. The only way he can get close to her, however, is to help her as she prepares to escape Crete—and her unwanted bridegroom. Falling in love just might mean crashing and burning . . . Apollo will do whatever it takes to convince Icarus to choose a future with him. But she might not have a future to give. A new prophecy haunts Icarus will fall, but not in love. And mortals are such delicate creatures. They were always meant to be a tragedy. But maybe that was only the beginning . . . He falls first. She literally falls.