Enchantra (Wicked Games, #2)

by Kaylie Smith

Rings. Weddings. Devils. Games. It’s all too fucking much. I wanted to find a companion to talk to about my childhood trauma, not a damned husband.

“The Hunt this, Devils that,” she muttered to herself as she walked through the foyer. “If I have to look awful on my wedding day, I’m going to be the scariest thing in this house⁠—”

“That’s not true,” she swore. “Even without any of my memories, I felt drawn to you. We could be enemies, or husband and wife, or just fucking, but never nothing, Rowington Silver.”