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Princess Nixa can't find an assassin willing to take care of her stepmother for her, but the queen has better resources at her disposal. Only days after the king's death, Nixa finds herself running for her life. Though she discovers temporary shelter with the dwarves, her curiosity leads her down a path toward the ancient enemies of her people. Enormous, terrifying enemies. Enemies she had thought only existed in stories. When the king of these behemoths takes a liking to her and decides to keep her, she's trapped in a demeaning position she'll do anything to escape, even if it means killing the ogre king herself.
How do you reach a heart filled with hatred and death? With a magic steel glove, of course.Thallan is an elf warrior, cursed to kill. Nobody survives his deadly blade when he comes for them. Nobody except one small human lady.Isa offended the wrong person, and now she has a price on her head. Trapped in the home of the enemy, she finds herself torn between love and loyalty. She must finally choose when she holds the heart of her assassin in her hand-literally.Thallan has to break free of his curse to regain control of his life, but he can't do it alone. His fate lies in the hands of a woman who has every reason to hate him. To survive, he must win her trust... and her heart.
Young elf mage, Thornindell Greenbow was furious. His brother had died on the battlefield in a war that never should have happened. A war that only started because of the selfish and entitled actions of King Leopold of Yeatton. Thorn would have his revenge. The human king would know the pain of losing a loved one. And he would live with the knowledge of that upcoming loss and with his helplessness to prevent it for eighteen years. On the day the human kingdom celebrated the birth of their new princess, Thorn was there. But he was young and new in the ways of his craft. He had yet to perfect his magic. With one ill-conceived curse, the young mage set a chain of events into action that would change him and the princess of Yeatton forever.Princess Elora hated elves, especially the one who had cursed her. Now, practically every moment of her life was devoted to finding true love, whether she wanted to or not. Her continued existence depended on it. But the elf had ensured that she would never love anyone. He had built that assurance into the curse itself. So, she would find him instead. And she would make him fix it. If only he could. If only time weren't running out.
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