Crown Me Yours by Liv Zander — book slip

I killed the king. Crowned myself in his blood, but the curse still festers. To break it, I need Death, on his knees, a ring on his finger, my blade at his throat. The god fights me to the grave, evades my touch, mocks my wanting. But I didn't come this far to lose. I came to crown him mine. Welcome to your wedding, my love.

⚠️ Content Warning: This book contains dark elements, violence, and themes some may find disturbing.