Throne of the Fallen (Prince of Sin, #1)

by Kerri Maniscalco

“Do you always lay claim to things that don’t belong to you, Vexley?” Camilla’s lips parted in shock. Did Synton sound… jealous?

According to his brother, mortal women loved a dark hero.

“You cannot murder him,” Camilla said, sounding—of all things—partly aghast and mildly frustrated. He didn’t slow his pace. “I assure you, I can.”

Many strange things were often found hiding in plain sight. The world was a vast, curious place filled with curious creatures. People rarely showed their true selves. But in all the stories she’d heard, demons couldn’t lie.

“Touch her”—his voice was laced with malice, even as it faded to a mere whisper—“and I’ll annihilate you all.”