She dreams of him. He claws his way back from hell for her.
ROSE
Every night, I wake up breathless from dreams of a dark lover whose touch marks me as his. I have to remind myself he isn’t real.
Then fae lords break into my apartment and tell me the man from my dreams is a mad lord who slaughtered his own people, was trapped in fae hell, and has escaped after a century of torment.
And somehow, this is my fault.
Now I’m trapped in a castle full of secrets while they prepare a ritual to use me as bait. Still, some twisted part of me wants him. And when he comes for me in the middle of the ceremony, he knows it.
I’m bound to a lord who would burn worlds to claim me. But if I give in, the barrier between realms will fall and demons will invade my world.
If I have to, I’ll kill Cassiel myself.
CASSIEL
I didn’t claw my way out of fae hell to lose the only thing that ever felt real.
She came to me in dreams, thawing the ice in my chest and calling me back from oblivion. She is mine.
They call me cursed. A monster. Maybe I am. Because I will watch the veil between worlds collapse before I let anyone take her from me.
The other lords want me dead and her power for themselves. But if I was framed for the crimes that damned me, then the real monsters are still free.
And they’re coming for us both.
THE SEVENTH LORD is a scorching fae romantasy packed with dream-walking seduction, fated mates, touch-her-and-die energy, and one hell of a shadow daddy. Expect: lovers to enemies to lovers, fated mates, touch her and die, “who did this to you?” but she says it, one bed, one shower, magic, broken alpha males, sacred bond rituals, kidnapping and a heroine who’s done being powerless.
