I am not a good person. Torture and murder can’t even ease the wrath that’s thrumming through my veins. I’m that f*****g angry. This vendetta might actually kill me, but it goes so far beyond the mess my parents left for me to clean up. All the pieces have finally started falling into place. The lies, the hidden agendas, and the games begin to paint a crystal-clear picture. A grave miscalculation was made on my behalf. To play inside my mind is to welcome my chaos. The labyrinth of darkness senses its next victims. And they didn’t expect me to inherit their strengths with none of their weaknesses. Before I leave the fae realm, both kingdoms will quake with fear and rejoice in their freedom when they hear my name. I’m Sloane f*****g King, The Queen of Wrath and Justice. But don’t let that title fool you. I’m no damsel in distress.