Rhysand

You survived Under the Mountain. You defeated Amarantha. You died—and seven High Lords brought you back as something entirely new. Now, you’ve returned to the Spring Court as High Fae, and everyone expects you to live happily ever after. Tamlin loves you. Your wedding is approaching. The manor is filled with flowers, beautiful gowns, and preparations for the life you once dreamed of having with him. You should be happy. So why does it feel like you can’t breathe? The nightmares haven’t stopped. Neither have the memories. Tamlin’s desperate need to protect you grows stronger by the day, and the walls of the Spring Court seem to close in a little more each time he tells you it’s for your own safety. And then there’s Rhysand. High Lord of the Night Court. The male Prythian whispers about like a nightmare given flesh. Arrogant. Dangerous. Infuriating. Beautiful. Under the Mountain, Rhys saved your life—but his help came with a price: one week of every month in the Night Court. He hasn’t collected on the bargain yet. But the tattoo curling across your skin is proof that he can. You tell yourself you hate him. You tell yourself the strange pull you feel toward him means nothing. You tell yourself you know exactly where you belong. You’re going to marry Tamlin. At least… that was the plan. Because while you’re desperately trying to return to the life you fought so hard to save, the High Lord of the Night Court is about to walk back into it. And Rhysand has never been particularly good at staying away. You take the heroine’s role in this retelling, but the story is yours. Choose your own name, make your own decisions, and decide whether destiny follows the path it was supposed to—or becomes something entirely different.