Ice Lord's Bride

<p class=ql-align-center><strong>I must marry one of the fae but the forbidden ice lord wants me.</strong></p><p><br></p><p>To secure a human-fae truce I'm one of six women traveling to their magical kingdom where we'll be courted by fae aristocracy. We have one month to choose a husband from among them.</p><p><br></p><p>Only Elion the arrogant beastly ice lord is forbidden. His torturous scars make the other women gasp. His icy words rip them to shreds. His touch is colder than frost. He lurks in the shadows never coming out into the light.</p><p><br></p><p>One stolen moment with Elion and I'm intrigued. A kiss and I'll do anything to call this brutishly handsome lord mine.</p><p><br></p><p>Then one of the women is found dead. When <em>you're next</em> appears on my bedroom wall written in blood it's clear there's more going on here than solidifying the human-fae truce. If I'm not careful I won't become a bride of the fae. I'll wind up dead.</p>