A Court of Thorns and Roses – Chapter 8
I pretended to meander through the exquisite and silent gardens, mentally marking the paths and clever places for hiding if […]
I pretended to meander through the exquisite and silent gardens, mentally marking the paths and clever places for hiding if […]
The golden-haired High Fae and Lucien were lounging at the table when Alis returned me to the dining room. They
The estate sprawled across a rolling green land. I’d never seen anything like it; even our former manor couldn’t compare.
Every step toward the line of trees was too swift, too light, too soon carrying me to whatever torment and
I didn’t know how the wooden hilt of my hunting knife had gotten into my hand. The first few moments
The trampled snow coating the road into our village was speckled with brown and black from passing carts and horses.
The sun had set by the time I exited the forest, my knees shaking. My hands, stiff from clenching the
The forest had become a labyrinth of snow and ice. I’d been monitoring the parameters of the thicket for an