Frost and Fury

He didn't save me. He claimed me. The Ice King's guards stole the only thing that mattered when they murdered my brother. I was prepared to die in the snow alongside Heulyn's memory, a final protest against a crown of frost. I didn't ask for a rescue. I certainly didn't ask for him. Ronan. The high-born Fae who rules the syndicate's black market with a lethal, silver-tongued grace. He plucked me from the King's clutches only to lock me in a world of shadows and blood. To him, I'm a debt to be collected, a piece in a political game I don't yet understand. He is arrogant, cold, and everything my kind has been taught to loathe-yet he is the only thing standing between me and the King's executioners. But in the silence of the syndicate's halls, the hatred I carry for him begins to warp. Every sharp word he throws at me feels like a caress, and every time his gaze lingers, it ignites a heat that the North's eternal winter can't touch. He is a predator, and I am his captive, yet I find myself searching for the male beneath the monster-the one who looks at me not as a pawn, but as a flame he's terrified to extinguish. Except, he thinks he can use my grief to fuel his rebellion. He thinks I'll be a grateful captive, a human girl lost in a court of monsters. But Ronan doesn't realize that a heart fueled by revenge doesn't need his permission to burn. I'll play his game. I'll endure his presence. And if I have to burn down his entire syndicate to get to the King who broke my world, I'll start with the man who thinks he owns me. In a kingdom of eternal winter, the most dangerous fire is the one that refuses to be tamed. A gritty, high-stakes Fae Mafia Romantasy, Frost and Fury is a dark enemies-to-lovers tale of blood-soaked vengeance, morally gray power plays, and a scorching romance that will burn through the ice.