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There are worse things than death. Things that lurk in the shadows and slip into your dreams. Things that have no business existing. Things that once slept ... but have now awoken.
For Callypso Lillis, the fae magic that now runs through her veins is equal parts curse and good fortune. For the very thing that bonds her to Desmond Flynn, the King of the Night, also makes her vulnerable to the Thief of Souls, a man who wants to break the world ... and Callie along with it. But it's not just the Thief whose shadow looms over the Otherworld. Des's father is back from the dead, and he wants revenge on the son who sent him to the grave in the first place. Des and Callie must figure out how to stop both men, and time is running out. Because there are forces at play working to tear the lovers apart once and for all ... and unfortunately for them, death is no longer the worst thing to fear.
1 pages, Audio CD
First published October 28, 2018
“I have your undivided attention, don’t I?”
“And all my love.”
“You’re not stuck anywhere, cherub,” he says, deadly serious. “Tell me where you want to go, and I’ll take you there right now.”
“Look at that,” I breathe. “The slave you wanted to shackle is now your queen.”
“I could you know,” I say, my voice low like a lover’s. “I could make you get down on your knees for every single man in this room, and you’d be powerless to stop me.”
“You’ve become someone to fear.”
“I lost you once, Callie,” he says, “and those seven years nearly killed me. I don’t intend to lose you again.”
“Cherub, hasn’t anyone told you? Getting what I want has nothing to do with luck. I deal in favors.”
“Am I not servicing my queen well enough?”
“You have aroused me. Dirty human, beautiful woman, unlikely enchantress. You have caught my attention, and I will enjoy you for a time.”




















“You’re not bait, love. The fire is the bait. You’re an iron-manacled trap set to crush willful fairies.”
“So, that’s how it feels to be glamoured by a siren,” he says, the corner of his mouth curving up just the slightest, “like I’ve been caught by my balls.” He comes in close, his smirk growing. “The whole thing was horribly invasive. I rather enjoyed it.”