Master of Salt & Bones

When I was a little girl, I dreamed a handsome knight would come and rescue me from my wretched mother. He’d ride up to the orphanage and take me away to his castle, where we’d live happily ever after. I should’ve known better than to dream in fairy tales. My knight is sure to be as make-believe as the storybooks. Because the man who came for me was no hero. He was a dark and twisted villain, straight from the nightmares I feared most. And he didn’t come to rescue me. He came to ruin me. The first time I saw him, I couldn’t deny the flicker of excitement at the way his dark presence commanded the room. The way his penetrating gaze saw straight through my timid facade. He is Lucian Black, the reclusive master of a forgotten castle, and heir to a forgotten fortune. A man they say is cursed. A man they say is the devil. And I am to be his companion. His plaything. His slave. But behind his cold and vengeful demeanor is a man haunted by a painful past. A man who bleeds like any other. A man who screams in his sleep. He is as beautiful as he is brutal, and I find myself lured into his world of sin and darkness. A world I’m not sure I’ll survive. And the worst part of it all? I think he might be the knight I dreamed of, after all.