Rule of the Aurora King (Artefacts of Ouranos, #2)

by Nisha J. Tuli

It was then she careened into a solid object, bouncing back and nearly toppling over when she was saved by a strong arm that circled her waist. Her savior hauled her back to her feet with a gentle but firm tug.

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He said my name. My actual name and I’ve never loved the sound of it more than I do at this moment.

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Somehow, he makes it sound like it’s a name forged in fire and created for a queen.

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Like he’s a page in a book where I can read every word, but I only know some of the language.

“I think I’ll have him killed.” Nadir takes a casual sip of his drink, and I choke on mine. “Why?” “I don’t like the way he was looking at you. He was watching your ass as you walked away.” I blow out a breath, puffing a lock of hair out of my eyes. “Is this what you’re going to be like now?” “This is how I always was. I’m just not hiding it anymore.”

“You’re going to ruin me, too, Inmate,” he says softly, making me realize I just said at least part of that out loud. “Lucky for you, we’ll go down in the blaze together.”

The royal family wears black. Nadir’s companions wear black. But I am not his conquest. I am not his to claim. I’m not part of their royal line. I have my own family. And I am my own fucking castle.

How she makes me feel every time she’s in the room and maybe, more importantly, how she makes me feel when she isn’t.

A story of sadness and loss. Of ego and mistakes and the consequences of wanting too much. A shadow of the legacy that has haunted me every single day of my life. The Queendom of Heart.

“Yes, you can. You’re going to do this because you are the strongest fucking woman I’ve ever met. Because you’re a queen without her crown and it’s time to take it back. Do you hear me?”