Death Series

I was fifteen when the Death King came for us. With a mighty black dragon and the ability to command the dead, he raised an army of our fallen soldiers to fight for him—and conquered us in the night. My father, King Laurier of Scorpion Valley, couldn’t stop him. I tried to flee but came face to face with the man in black armor, the man who looked more like a god than a human. Instead of killing me, he chose to show me mercy… but it didn’t feel like mercy. Not when the next ten years of my life are spent as a slave in the Arid Sands, digging for Black Diamonds from sunrise to sunset.

I and Inferno—the powerful red dragon that’s fused his soul with mine—have agreed that the Death King must be exiled. We travel north to Riviana Star, the forest home of the elves and my father’s brother, Ezra. I assumed I would be welcomed with open arms, but I’m treated with only suspicion by Queen Eldinar. She grants me asylum in her forest because I’ve agreed to be their ally against the Death King—but begrudgingly.

I’ve been abandoned by every man in my life—except for one. He arrived at the outskirts of Riviana Star just in time, and not only saved me, but the people I’ve come to consider my own. He pledged to be at my side always—and made me make the same promise in return. My heart can’t hold onto the anger and resentment a moment longer—not when I want this man for the rest of my life.

Talon says the most horrible thing—that he doesn’t expect to survive the war. It’s an outcome I don’t want to consider. My whole life has been an endless reign of suffering until I found him. He was the one who caused this misery—but he’s also the one that healed it. Happiness is a terrifying joy, because once you have it, all you can think about is the moment you lose it.

Twenty four years have passed since Talon and Calista defeated Barron and his sons. The dragons were freed of their mental imprisonment and now they soar proudly in the skies above the Southern Isles. Twenty four years of peace. Until Lily Rothschild's galleon sails off course and ends up far to...

With my father indisposed, I become Queen of the Southern Isles—and it's the heaviest responsibility of my life. I know the Barbarians will come for the kingdom, and I have to prepare for war. But I don't have to do it alone . . . because Wrath is with me. My advisor and my protector, he helps me secure the aid of my allies, and helps me remember my strength. And when I become lost in despair, he tells me I can do this. That I'm the only one who can do this.

From the moment our paths crossed, Wrath has always been with me. Until he's not. The Barbarians come for the Southern Isles by land and sea, and once the battle commences, I quickly learn that the command of the dead has been stripped from me. All I have left is the strength of a god, but that's more powerful than armor made of dragon scales. I know that Wrath still lives if I have this ability, and it feels like a message beyond the Underworld. That he hasn't left me. At least by choice. I have to survive this war and save my father. And then I'll find the man I love.

I knew Callum would come for me. I leave the treacherous underworld behind and return to life with the man I love—finally. But when I ask him to marry me, there's a heaviness in his silence. He admits that he's kept something from me . . . and he finally tells me his truth. A secret I wish he'd taken to the grave. A secret that changes everything. Callum had earned the respect and acceptance of everyone in my life, but then he destroyed it in just the span of minutes. I'm not sure where this leaves us, but the situation only gets worse when Leviathan returns.