“Do you truly mean to burn it?” Charon whispered. The little brother Brice would go to the four corners of the world for-do anything to keep safe. He looked so very young again, his face full of wonder and hope.

“Return it.” He held out his hand, hoping his brother would see sense.Ĭharon clutched the glittering paper to his chest, blue eyes blown wide.

“I know very well what it is.” Brice’s heart unfroze itself to beat like a warning drum. “Are you mad?” He laughed, turning on his heel to wave the invite at Brice. It spiraled in the air, miraculously avoiding the flames, and fluttered to the floor.Ĭharon scooped it up. Please heed the trigger warnings in the descriptionįor all the updates as they happen, join my FB group here.īrice turned and flicked his wrist, launching the invite at the fireplace. Warning: this book contains devious fae, dubious consent, coercive rape, sex with multiple partners, suicide, and violent punishment, and is advised for readers aged 18+Ī beautifully, dark fairytale love story full of savage desires and forbidden secrets.

Can you hear their call? Take my hand, come with me, to the masquerade ball.Ī stunning adult MM dark fairytale standalone novel of 115,000 words. The trickster, Raoul, will stop at nothing to seduce Brice because he knows, more than anyone, that the masquerade is a trap from which no soul truly ever escapes. To save his brother, he must survive the masquerade's beautiful lies and avoid the host's wicked ways.īut the fae have other ideas. Forbidden lust will lure Brice from his world, into theirs. The fae know his desires, they know his weaknesses. Now Brice must return to the masquerade, the very place he vowed never to set foot in again. And when the masquerade vanishes like mist at dawn, it takes Charon with it. Some never return.īrice warned his brother not to go. Every year on the solstice it appears, and every year the townsfolk frolic with the fae. Years later, now Lord of the crumbling LeChoix estate and buckled by debt, he has more important things to think about than fairytales. But it wasn't the fae who took his parents from him. Should a guest lose their mask, their life is forfeit, cursed to dance forever for the entertainment of the masquerade's cold and cruel fae host.Įver since he was a boy, Brice LeChoix's mother had warned him of the terrible fae. Fae and human dance and drink and make merry, so long as they remain masked. The darkest day, the longest night.Įvery year the solstice heralds the return of the masquerade ball.

The final masquerade ariana nash