The only one who can save Sera now is the one she spent her life planning to kill.
The truth about Seraâs plan is out, shattering the fragile trust forged between her and Nyktos. Surrounded by those distrustful of her, all Sera has is her duty. She will do anything to end Kolis, the false King of Gods, and his tyrannical rule of Iliseeum, thus stopping the threat he poses to the mortal realm.
Nyktos has a plan, though, and as they work together, the last thing they need is the undeniable, scorching passion that continues to ignite between them. Sera cannot afford to fall for the tortured Primal, not when a life no longer bound to a destiny she never wanted is more attainable than ever. But memories of their shared pleasure and unrivaled desire are a sirenâs call impossible to resist.
And as Sera begins to realize that she wants to be more than a Consort in name only, the danger surrounding them intensifies. The attacks on the Shadowlands are increasing, and when Kolis summons them to Court, a whole new risk becomes apparent. The Primal power of Life is growing inside her, pushing her closer to the end of her Culling. And without Nyktosâs loveâan emotion heâs incapable of feelingâshe wonât survive her Ascension. That is if she even makes it to her Ascension and Kolis doesnât get to her first. Because time is running out. For both her and the realms.
Why You Should Read This Book
Tropes
Trigger Warnings
A Light in the Flame
âEither way, youâre not weak, Sera. Not physically, but more importantly, not mentally. You are one of the strongest people Iâve ever met, mortal or not. With or without the embers.â
âI donât know why death smells like that, but lilacs are special. They represent renewal, and both life and death are thatâa renewal. If you ever see lilacs like this near water in the mortal realm, you can be assured that youâre near a gateway to Iliseeumâto Dalos, in particular.â
âDaddy Nyktos is not happy.â
âI didnât realize that Primalsâor men in generalâhad such little control over their cocks.â
âThe powerful, beautiful poppies that also remind me of hope. Those poppies are the hope of life. The power of those embers. Proof that life cannot be defeated, not even in death.â
âFor fuckâs sake, Sera. There is such a thing as being too bold. Too brave.â
âProphecies are fucking pointless.â
âI doubt you prefer the taste of eyes more than your steed, but refer to me as an accessory again, and it will be you who feeds on them.â
âPerhaps I shouldâve left with Nektas. I wonder if he wouldâveâŚenjoyed putting me down for a nap. He did seem to like my gown.â
âAsh grew up seeing that loss and sadness every time he looked in his fatherâs eyes. He felt that himself, never knowing his motherâs touch or hearing her voice. But Ash doesnât fear becoming his father. He fears becoming his uncle.â
âEither way, I will not play the I-donât-want-you-but-no-one-else-can-have-you game. With you or anyone.â
âThe essence in a godâs blood has many effects, but they come on far quicker and stronger when itâs the blood of a Primal.â
âWhat you did to protect me isnât why I feel that way. I wanted to be more to you than a Consort in title only before I learned about that. What it did was help me understand a bit of what I saw. We donât need to talk about it if you donât want to. But know that if you donât kill her, I will find a way to do it myself.â
âShe will die without the love of the one who Ascends herâa love that cannot be ignored. A love that must be acknowledged.â
âI told you because I knew no other way to tell you what I know to be trueâjust in case you decide to follow this destiny you believe to be yours. It doesnât matter what soul you carry inside you. What does is whether or not Kolis is capable of loving again, even his graeca. And heâs not. Thereâs nothing but rot and decay where his kardia should be. Kolis has no weakness.â
âYou have no idea what Nyktos has had to give up. What heâs been through. What heâs sacrificed for you, and then for youââ
âSheâs not the enemy at the end of the day. You should know that. But if you donât, all you have to do is go back out onto the Rise and look at the lives lost.â
âJust because someone shares the same bloodline as you doesnât mean they deserve your time or thoughts.
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