A scorching new fantasy romance that ignites the pages with relentless danger, forbidden passion, and the intoxicating allure of enemies to lovers. Fleeing my father's cruelty, the wicked king who robbed me of a future, I face death in the streets, caught between a rebellion and a tyrant's reign. Captured by those sworn to kill me, the rebels remain blind to my true identity—the missing daughter of the despised king. Faced with an impossible choice, I stand before them: join the rebels or face their blades. Yet, Dacre, the son of the ruthless rebellion commander, becomes torn between suspicion and a desire that mirrors my own. He allows no one to touch me, tries to protect me, yet threatens me at every turn. As secrets are weaved beyond our hidden realm, a fierce battle unfolds within me. As I get closer to the rebels, and their cause, my loyalty to my kingdom clashes with my undeniable devotion to Dacre and the burning connection between us. In a world where love and hate are two edges of the same blade, I find myself caught in a delicate dance between forbidden desire and my looming destiny.

From USA Today Bestselling Author Holly Renee, comes the second book in the scorching romantasy series with enthralling secrets, impassioned enemies, and luring tension. Verena was the lost princess of Marmoris, the very thing we had spent our entire lives looking for, and I had let her go. The lingering taste of her mixed with the deep ache in my chest over her betrayal haunted my days and nights. I knew she was hiding something, but her secrets were far more treacherous than I could have imagined. Though I wished my own betrayal hadn’t been so bitter on my tongue. Now my dreams are haunted with the way her deep blue eyes looked up at me in shock when I revealed I knew her truth. The way I crave for her to look at me now as I hunt for her. Me, along with half of the rebellion. If my father finds her before me, there is no telling what he will do to her. And even though she’s the little traitor I’d always thought she was, I couldn’t allow him to find her. But his orders were clear. The princess is to be taken by the rebellion or she would be taken by the gods. I don’t know which is worse. She is the heir to our kingdom, the daughter of the cruel king who was responsible for my mother’s death, and the key to winning our rebellion. I vowed to my father that I would find her, the one person I wish I didn’t have to. Verena is the hunted heir. But more than anything, she is mine.

I swore I would never return to this palace. Never kneel before my father again. But I have been dragged back into his gilded cage, trapped beneath his rule, and bound to a fate I had tried to escape. My body is his to break, my magic his to wield. And no matter how many nights I dream of Dacre storming these halls, of his hands pulling me from the darkness—dreams are nothing against the greed of a king. Even if my mate comes for me, even if I am freed from my father’s grip, I’m not sure there will be anything left of me to save. The kingdom is dying. The land withers beneath the weight of stolen magic, and my father’s reign will not end without bloodshed. But I have lived in the dark for too long. And I was not made to wither, I was made to burn.