The Lovers

☆ Mistaken identity
☆ "TASTE ME"
☆ Lust and loathing
☆ Forced proximity

I escaped Alder Hawke once. But in this kingdom of magick and betrayal, the tide keeps pulling me back… and if I'm not careful, it’ll drag me under.

I’m trapped in a gilded palace with the man who shattered my heart. The tarot card that dragged us here whispers of destiny, claiming the only way home is to mend the rift tearing the Kingdom of Cups apart. But this kingdom is drowning in deception, its rulers play deadly games, and the lies consuming it demand a sacrifice.

Alder and I can’t go five minutes without fighting—or tearing each other’s clothes off. And if we fail to untangle the treachery pulling this realm apart? The blood spilled won’t belong to the people of Cups.

It will be ours.

I left Charleston two years ago, determined to forget Alder Hawke—his wicked mouth, his golden-boy charm, the way he drowned me in him until I couldn’t breathe. But fate has a cruel sense of humor. I’m back for a wedding, and the moment I run into him again, it’s like stepping into a riptide—sudden, inescapable, and ready to pull me under.