They told me this wedding was a privilege. Dressed me in silk and powdered my hair like it was my right, but I knew the truth. I was being locked into a cage with golden bars. Chaos erupted at the ceremony as Evander Duvain appeared at the church doors. He didn’t look at me like property. He looked at me like he’d rip the stars from the sky to set me free. They thought they could bind me to their crumbling throne like another jewel in their crown. But Evander doesn’t take what isn’t freely given. And I’m not a woman who can be bought. He is power. I am fury—and our wicked union will see the monarchy fall.
Author
Sara McClaflin writes dark romance with feelings, flaws, and just the right amount of emotional damage. Her stories are character-driven, morally gray, and often ask one very important question: what if love was a little dangerous—and we liked it that way? After years of reading and reviewing books with too much angst, she finally started writing her own. She lives on the West Coast with her husband, their chaotic dog, and more book boyfriends than she’s willing to admit. Her TBR pile is a cry for help, her playlists are 80% heartbreak, and she’s always chasing the next character who’ll ruin her in the best way.
