Blooms of Darkness (The Broken Prophecy, #1)

by Anna Applegate

Void of magic, a heroine born, Destiny calls, though faint and torn. Many will come from across the land, Yet only the strongest will win her hand. With lover’s touch, she shall ignite, Without it, perish from the kingdom's blight.

In a world where power was currency, what good would a queen be who had none?

“Yes, your little sidekick may have drawn you out here,” he said. “But you’re still standing here now because you’re intrigued by me. I have that effect on people.”

“I’ll enjoy taking my time making you fall to your knees before me, Little Rebel.”

My mouth ran away on its own, from my proper princess demeanor, choosing to let out my inner lustful barmaid. She threatened to take over more times than I cared to admit.

“Weak? Lana, you are a force. You are a damned brilliant fighter, a rebel with a heart of gold, who puts her kingdom before herself. You are filled with vengeance for those who have been wronged and are sexy as hell while doing it. Fates, Illiana.”