Labyrinthine - Holmes, Cj
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Every generation, the gods take their due. This time, they might take her. Princess Azhara was born cursed. Marked by ancient magic. Promised to an unholy bargain sealed in blood. When the Reaping begins, suitors will descend into the labyrinth beneath the palace--each one fighting to win her hand or die trying. She's never had a choice. Not in the Reaping. Not in her future. Not even in the power buried beneath her skin. Until now. The golden prince arrives with charm too slick to trust and eyes that gleam with secrets. Her quiet guardian--once her only constant--has begun to keep dangerous…mehr

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Every generation, the gods take their due. This time, they might take her. Princess Azhara was born cursed. Marked by ancient magic. Promised to an unholy bargain sealed in blood. When the Reaping begins, suitors will descend into the labyrinth beneath the palace--each one fighting to win her hand or die trying. She's never had a choice. Not in the Reaping. Not in her future. Not even in the power buried beneath her skin. Until now. The golden prince arrives with charm too slick to trust and eyes that gleam with secrets. Her quiet guardian--once her only constant--has begun to keep dangerous truths from her. And as the labyrinth trials unfold, Azhara realizes the maze isn't her only trap. It's the men. One lies. One loves. One kills. And she's not sure which is which. As suitors fall and secrets surface, Azhara must choose what's worth saving--her kingdom, her heart, or herself. Labyrinthine is a seductive, myth-woven romantasy of deadly trials, cursed bloodlines, and a love born in shadows.
Autorenporträt
CJ Holmes lives in England, where it's cold and damp, and it's always raining--which provides her with enough time to write stories about magic, fantasy and romance. She'd like to escape to somewhere warm but that might mean that she spends too much time sunbathing and not enough time writing books. She lives in a quaint English cottage that would have one of those idyllic gardens if her fingers weren't the opposite of green. Fortunately, her husband doesn't seem to mind that almost everything she tries to grow dies instead. She enjoys drinking wine and gin, which conveniently coincides with her love of reading and writing.