When the Stars Were Devoured (The Devoured Fates)

The kingdom of Noxia is dying, and Alora intends to be the one who saves it—even if salvation requires her hands soaked in royal blood.

As a rare illusionist whose power feeds on the suffering of her people, Alora has every reason to hate the mad tyrant bleeding Noxia dry. She's joined the rebellion with a single, ruthless purpose: get close enough to the king to end him. But her mission fractures the moment she captures his most devastating weapon—a soul-destroyer the kingdom whispers about in terrified silence. They call him The Devourer, and he is everything Alora despises wrapped in lethal, beautiful ruin.

Kassiel has spent his life executing the king's enemies without question or mercy. Loyalty is the only identity he's ever known. But captivity has a way of rewriting a man's certainties, and the defiant illusionist who refuses to fear him is doing something far more dangerous than threatening his life—she's making him wonder if the monsters in this story aren't the ones he was told to hunt.

Forced into volatile proximity, Alora and Kassiel circle each other like wolves who can't decide whether to fight or surrender. Their connection is dark, consuming, and terrifyingly inconvenient given that one of them still serves the crown she's sworn to destroy.

In a world where souls can be devoured and stars extinguished, the most dangerous thing of all turns out to be trust.

*When the Stars Were Devoured* is a dark romantasy that will leave you breathless and wanting more.