The Princess of Death
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Nevaeh: I escaped my worst nightmare barefoot, bleeding, and holding a terrified little boy in my arms. As I crawled my way out of hell with enemies on my tail, I prayed for a miracle . . . and he found me.
Anxo Alaire. One of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse. And my fated mate.
He becomes my anchor in a world that keeps spinning out of control. The calm to my chaos. And when he calls me sweetheart like I'm something precious, I almost forget the darkness inside me.
But when wounds from my past won't stop bleeding into my present, threatening the people I love, I only have one choice left. Burn my enemies to the ground.
Anxo: My life is basically a never-ending circus. Between making sure my kingdom is running smoothly and keeping my found family from killing each other, I have more than enough on my plate.
Then Nevaeh Blackburn walks into my life like a storm ripping through calm waters.
The princess of death is fierce, sharp-tongued, and powerful enough to burn her enemies to ash, but that doesn't mean she has to do it alone. I'll do anything to give my mate the peace she deserves, even if it means staining my hands red . . . or setting the world on fire.
