Some love stories are meant to be retold. Others should never be written. I’ll let you decide which is ours.
A Fated Mates, Enemies-to-Lovers Vampire & Fae Romantasy
Peace is just a dance of seduction. I lured my prey in and gladly tossed the peace treaties onto my enemy’s pyres.
In Panthas, we worship the glory of war. From my cage, I plotted to dethrone the vampire king—my enemy and my husband. I vowed to melt the crown he never earned.
A crown my brother died for!
When the vampire who assassinated my brother entered the ballroom, I aimed to slay him first.
Our eyes locked, and he revealed a terrible secret: why did my brother—the fae prince—give his magic to his killer?
Forced to aid my brother’s killer, we raced to find the book the gods left behind. It held a magic that could end the wars, or, in the wrong hands, bring extinction.
These are the dues I paid so that the vampire fate bound to me could save Panthas—and hopefully, one day, love would be worshiped over war.
Some love stories are meant to be retold. Others should never be written. I’ll let you decide which is ours.
To save the kingdom, they must sacrifice their hearts. A page-turning romantasy filled with forbidden desires, fated mates, hidden truths, and widespread lies. Enter the world of Panthas, where the Fae and Vampires rule over all others. For fans of Booktok's most popular romantasy books!
Perfect for fans of:
Vampires vs. Fae!
Fated mates
Slow burn romance
Enemies to lovers
Forced proximity
Heroes struggling to remain worthy
Morally grey characters
Tired of damsel heroines? Selene doesn’t collect flowers—she crushes them in a perfume of lethal seduction. “I was never meant to be a maiden who sang songs. I’m a tempest who destroys hearts.”
Love a morally grey villain? Meet one who will make you question just how dark his shades can get.
“You are right, Selene, you are poisonous.” He sits on the edge of the bed. I try to edge away, but his vines dig into me. “Poisons can be mastered. I just need a small daily dose." He reaches out and slides a finger down my cheek. “A little taste.” His touch glides down my neck, then lower, between my breasts. “Every day. Eventually, I will become accustomed to it.”
A.G. Harris’s passion for storytelling goes beyond the pages.
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