Feast of Sparks
Paperback | 432 pages
From the author of theĆ USA Today bestselling Priest and New Camelot series comes the second in a high-heat, gothic, dark academia fairy tale full of lantern-lit rituals, foggy moors, and obsessions that last for a lifetime. All Poe, Auden, and St. Sebastian want is the chance to be together, but Thornchapel's secrets might unravel themĆ¢ā¬āif they don't unravel each other first.
IĆ¢ā¬ā¢m an outcast and a loner, named for death itself. Fate wasnĆ¢ā¬ā¢t supposed to have plans for me. But then she came backĆ¢ā¬āthe girl I once kissed in a thorn-covered chapel in the woods. She came back, and I could no more resist her than I could pry out my own heart. And by some trick of fate, she wants me as much as I want her. The only problem? She also wants the man who owns Thornchapel, Auden Guest. And so do I.
Eight years ago, I did something to Auden, something terrible. He hurt me back the only way he knew how, and so here we are: our hatred seasoned with pain and my loneliness seasoned with longing. The only thing we can agree on is Proserpina Markham, and she wants us to find a way to be togetherĆ¢ā¬āall three of us.
If Auden wants to earn her as his submissive, then he has to earn me as well.
But with the discovery of bones behind the altar and the carnal revel of Beltane fast approaching, itĆ¢ā¬ā¢s becoming clear that ThornchapelĆ¢ā¬ā¢s secrets are much deeper and older than any of us could have ever guessed. And no matter how bright and merry a feast of sparks may be, itĆ¢ā¬ā¢s always followed by ashes. And darkness.
Feast of Sparks
Paperback | 432 pages
From the author of theĆ USA Today bestselling Priest and New Camelot series comes the second in a high-heat, gothic, dark academia fairy tale full of lantern-lit rituals, foggy moors, and obsessions that last for a lifetime. All Poe, Auden, and St. Sebastian want is the chance to be together, but Thornchapel's secrets might unravel themĆ¢ā¬āif they don't unravel each other first.
IĆ¢ā¬ā¢m an outcast and a loner, named for death itself. Fate wasnĆ¢ā¬ā¢t supposed to have plans for me. But then she came backĆ¢ā¬āthe girl I once kissed in a thorn-covered chapel in the woods. She came back, and I could no more resist her than I could pry out my own heart. And by some trick of fate, she wants me as much as I want her. The only problem? She also wants the man who owns Thornchapel, Auden Guest. And so do I.
Eight years ago, I did something to Auden, something terrible. He hurt me back the only way he knew how, and so here we are: our hatred seasoned with pain and my loneliness seasoned with longing. The only thing we can agree on is Proserpina Markham, and she wants us to find a way to be togetherĆ¢ā¬āall three of us.
If Auden wants to earn her as his submissive, then he has to earn me as well.
But with the discovery of bones behind the altar and the carnal revel of Beltane fast approaching, itĆ¢ā¬ā¢s becoming clear that ThornchapelĆ¢ā¬ā¢s secrets are much deeper and older than any of us could have ever guessed. And no matter how bright and merry a feast of sparks may be, itĆ¢ā¬ā¢s always followed by ashes. And darkness.
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Paperback | 432 pages
From the author of theĆ USA Today bestselling Priest and New Camelot series comes the second in a high-heat, gothic, dark academia fairy tale full of lantern-lit rituals, foggy moors, and obsessions that last for a lifetime. All Poe, Auden, and St. Sebastian want is the chance to be together, but Thornchapel's secrets might unravel themĆ¢ā¬āif they don't unravel each other first.
IĆ¢ā¬ā¢m an outcast and a loner, named for death itself. Fate wasnĆ¢ā¬ā¢t supposed to have plans for me. But then she came backĆ¢ā¬āthe girl I once kissed in a thorn-covered chapel in the woods. She came back, and I could no more resist her than I could pry out my own heart. And by some trick of fate, she wants me as much as I want her. The only problem? She also wants the man who owns Thornchapel, Auden Guest. And so do I.
Eight years ago, I did something to Auden, something terrible. He hurt me back the only way he knew how, and so here we are: our hatred seasoned with pain and my loneliness seasoned with longing. The only thing we can agree on is Proserpina Markham, and she wants us to find a way to be togetherĆ¢ā¬āall three of us.
If Auden wants to earn her as his submissive, then he has to earn me as well.
But with the discovery of bones behind the altar and the carnal revel of Beltane fast approaching, itĆ¢ā¬ā¢s becoming clear that ThornchapelĆ¢ā¬ā¢s secrets are much deeper and older than any of us could have ever guessed. And no matter how bright and merry a feast of sparks may be, itĆ¢ā¬ā¢s always followed by ashes. And darkness.
