Crown Me Dead (Heartstring Duet #1)

Wed me. Bed me. Slit my throat.

Born in dirt, raised in rot, I dig graves for the dead, While the living decay around me.

When my brother coughs blood, He appears.

A man too polished for the graveyard, With a bargain too cruel for the light: Seduce the King. Become the Queen. Die. And my brother lives.

Kael is a nightmare of living ruin, The rotting ruler of a festering realm. And Vale is his shadow, The cold architect of my demise.

One man needs my heart to beat. The other plans to stop it forever.

They think I’m a pawn. But I’m the gravedigger’s daughter. And I know exactly where to bury them.

Welcome to the funeral.