Vesper, the last witch of the Blood Moon Clan, entered the Dragon Kingdom carrying a stolen mask and a poisoned dagger. She had sworn to reclaim her mother’s remains and assassinate the ruthless War King Riven—the monster who had slaughtered her people. But the ancient black dragon chose her, carving a soulbound mark between them that locked their fates together in shared pain, shared memories, and the thousand-year curse Riven bore alone. He knew she was an impostor from the moment she stepped into the palace; yet he still sounded the royal horn to save her, tore his own wings to protect her, and ripped open his dragon heart to stop a volcano from swallowing her. When Vesper’s white hair ignited with dragonfire, her crimson eyes awakened the power of the reborn witch, and the whole world called her a curse—while he called her his queen. This is not a love story of slave and master; it is the story of a woman who came to bury gods, and of a monster who burned the world so he could rule the ashes with her.
