I lived in the darkness for so long.

No life. No choice.

The devil owned me, body and soul—but not my heart. It was the only part of me which could never be claimed…

…or so I thought.

Viktor weaved his way into my heart and imprinted on my soul. He made it clear he was there to stay. Even when the darkness blinded us, he never left my side.

What we shared was sweet, untamed, and wild. But it was forbidden, dangerous, and the outcome would only be painful.

A game is being played. The arena is a bloodbath, and the Game Masters are brutal. In the end, only one will survive.

Only one King will be left standing.