A MaidenâŠ
Chosen from birth to usher in a new era, Poppyâs life has never been her own. The life of the Maiden is solitary. Never to be touched. Never to be looked upon. Never to be spoken to. Never to experience pleasure. Waiting for the day of her Ascension, she would rather be with the guards, fighting back the evil that took her family, than preparing to be found worthy by the gods. But the choice has never been hers.
A DutyâŠ
The entire kingdomâs future rests on Poppyâs shoulders, something sheâs not even quite sure she wants for herself. Because a Maiden has a heart. And a soul. And longing. And when Hawke, a golden-eyed guard honor bound to ensure her Ascension, enters her life, destiny and duty become tangled with desire and need. He incites her anger, makes her question everything she believes in, and tempts her with the forbidden.
A KingdomâŠ
Forsaken by the gods and feared by mortals, a fallen kingdom is rising once more, determined to take back what they believe is theirs through violence and vengeance. And as the shadow of those cursed draws closer, the line between what is forbidden and what is right becomes blurred. Poppy is not only on the verge of losing her heart and being found unworthy by the gods, but also her life when every blood-soaked thread that holds her world together begins to unravel
Why You Should Read This Book
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Trigger Warnings
From Blood and Ash
âIn a few minutes, when this storm passes, youâll return to loathing my very existence, and for good reason. Youâre going to hate that you begged me to kiss you, to do more. But even without my blood in you, I know youâve never stopped wanting me. But when Iâm deep inside you again, and I will be, you wonât be able to blame the influence of blood or anything else.â
âNothing is ever simple. And when it is, itâs rarely ever worth it.â
âHow dare you lay a single finger on the Maiden? Perhaps I was not clear enough for you. Remove your hand from the Maiden, or I will act upon your attempt to harm her. And I can assure you, me touching you will be the least of your concerns.â
âYouâre an absolutely stunning, murderous little creature. Nice weapon. Bloodstone and wolven bone. Very interestingâŠ.Princess.â
âNot everything was a lie, Poppy. Not everything.â
âYou deserve so much more than what awaits you.â
âNo one touches her. No one. No one but me.â
âIâm not just going to hold you. I wonât stop at kissing you. My fingers wonât be the only thing inside you. My need for you is far too great, Poppy. If I stay, you will not walk out this door the Maiden.â
âYou donât have to ask me twice, Princess, and you never have to beg.â
âWhen has something being forbidden ever stopped you?â
âWith my sword and with my life, I vow to keep you safe, Penellaphe. From this moment until the last moment, I am yours.â
âDo you understand he will have your head if you harm her? All of your heads? He said no one is to hurt her. You try to do what you want to do, all of you will die. Is that what you want, Rolf? Ivan? He will see this as a betrayal, but you still have a chance to walk away from this with your lives. You wonât if any of you take a step forward.â
âWe go home to marry, my Princess.â
âIâm not afraid to speak the truth. He may be powerful, but heâs just a weak man, who proves his strength by attempting to humiliate those more powerful than he is. Someone like you, with your strength? It makes him feel incompetentâwhich he is. And your scars? They are a testament to your fortitude. They are proof of what you survived. They are evidence of why you are here when so many twice your age wouldnât be. Theyâre not ugly. Far from it. Theyâre beautiful, Poppy."
âSome truths do nothing but destroy and decay what they do not obliterate. Truths do not always set one free. Only a fool who has spent their entire life being fed lies believes that.â
âI did. And Iâll say it again. I donât care what you are. I care about who you are.â
âFear and bravery are often one and the same. It either makes you a warrior or a coward. The only difference is the person it resides inside.â
âDeath is like an old friend who pays a visit when itâs least expected and other times when youâre waiting for her. Itâs neither the first nor the last time sheâll pay a visit, but that doesnât make any death less harsh or unforgiving.â
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