Jesamin

 

Only the desperate would depend on a vampire. 

 

As an Artificer, no machinery is beyond me—except that of flesh and blood. The one thing my instruments can’t mend is my own wounded heart. 

But when every soul in a small town vanishes overnight, we find mysterious Fae artifacts left behind. The tracks of the humans that used them lead Below, into the nightmare world of the long-dead Fae. 

Only one fiend can get us down there, and bring us back alive. 

Wroth’s ruinous temper is legendary. There’s something broken beneath his beastly skin, a fracture in his soul that seeps rage and shadows. 

But as the darkness of the Below forces us together, a light begins to shine through those cracks. 

His hope is delicate, as fragile as clockwork, easily crushed.

But I’ve already put my faith in a vampire once. 

Never again. 

 

Wroth

 

Only a fool would trust in a human. 

 

After fifty years of hell, the shackles of unholy matrimony have finally loosened—and freed me to lick my wounds and bury the pain. Never again will I subject myself to the loathing of a woman, even if it costs my throne.

Until a bespectacled, half-Forian noblewoman bursts into my castle, demanding I hunt down traitorous loyalists.

In the dark Below, where unbreakable bonds are forged, Jesamin guards my back as I guard hers. 

There’s something compelling in her grit and determination. Her trust is a fragile, precious thing, a butterfly cradled in my brutish hands.

I will be her shield against these shadows.

I might even grow somewhat fond of her.

But love her? 

It’ll never happen. 

 

This novel is a full-length standalone fantasy romance with an HEA, but the series is best read in order. Beauty and the Beast meets Dracula with a heaping dash of Alien  in this steamy, slow-burn romantasy for readers 18+.