Thorns of Autumn
A Reverse Harem Fae Romance
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Vesper Wolfe
Este título utiliza narración de voz virtual
The Winter Queen gave me three days. Surrender… or twelve thousand soldiers would turn my dying court to ash.
I walked into her palace voluntarily.
One bond formed. Three lords still cursed. A court crumbling behind me and a queen of ice waiting ahead. I went to the Winter Court with poison sewn into my gown and the one lord whose charm might keep us alive — the lord who had felt nothing for two hundred years, and was now drowning in every feeling he could not afford to show.
Fenwick needed the mask. He needed the hollow, flawless performance that had kept the Autumn Court breathing through two centuries of decay.
Then the assassins came. And the mask shattered. The bond that ignited between us cracked the ballroom floor in amber light.
We fled back to a court that was falling apart. Pierce had forgotten my name — again. For the fifth time. Reading his own love letters with a stranger’s eyes and choosing to find me again anyway. But buried in his oldest journal was a prophecy written three hundred years before I was born. It named the ancient thing stirring beneath the dying earth. It named the curse for what it truly was.
A cage.
And Ashen — the lord who burned — would not let me near. Not because he did not want the bond. Because the last Hearthblood who completed all four bonds was executed by the courts she saved. He would sooner burn for another two centuries than risk that ending for me.
The Withering was climbing the walls. The entity beneath the earth was waking. I was running out of time and running out of being human — my ears pointed, my eyes burning amber, power flooding through me with every heartbeat.
Four bonds. Four curses. A darkness older than the courts themselves rising from the ground.
And a prophecy that ended in white — triumph or destruction, impossible to tell apart.
Thorns of Autumn is a scorching fae court why choose romance featuring four cursed lords, a fearless poisoner heroine, slow burn devotion that breaks open with devastating force, morally gray heroes, and a cliffhanger ending. Book 2 of the Cinderfall Court series. Guaranteed series HEA.
Perfect for readers who love:
• Cursed fae lords who would burn the world down for her
• Why choose romance — she doesn’t have to choose
• Court intrigue spanning two rival fae courts
• A strong poisoner FMC who walks into enemy territory with a plan
• Touch starvation that breaks with devastating tenderness
• Falling in love with someone who has forgotten you — five times
• Ancient prophecies that rewrite everything
• Slow burn bonds that ignite under pressure
• Morally gray heroes who earned every scar
• Happily ever after guaranteed for the series