Kyrell Ashford was a sinful bastard.He was feared and well-respected, but he was not loved. To some, that was the whole point, for he was the next destined ruler of the Unseelie Court of Nightmares and Death. The rumors were dreadful, spine meltingly decadent in the throats and lungs of immortals whose preferred form of entertainment was the suffering of others. Nevan Zulfikar was an angel in comparison. Loved by his people while being a righteous beacon of hope through the dark, the crown prince of the Seelie Court of Dreams and Creation felt nothing but contempt for his darker counterpart. Yet good and evil, light and darkness, existed everywhere—connected to the point of both sides dying should they ever peel apart. . . Leaving the princes to circle one another like two rabid lions salivating for a bite.The Summit of the Courts looms closer. A yearly parley between the Seelie and Unseelie fae for the sake of diplomacy teaming with words coated in poison and actions fluid with condescension. Both parties would rather fall on a knife than take part, but at the behest of their fathers, force themselves to attend. Although, this year is different. As rising heirs of their respective kingdoms, they're required to arrange the festivities together, proving they can co-exist without—excessive—bloodshed. Will the princes weave a successful summit, or destroy each other in the process? This is a dark MM fantasy romance overflowing with fan favorite Enemies to loversWitty banter galoreMorally grey charactersKnife to the throat"Who did this to you?"One is injured and the other, *ahem*, cleans their woundsSly male with a God complexStoic male with a savior complexDeadly, toe-curling smut
