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Being a lowly human in a supernatural world, I should have jumped at the chance to be one of them—to possess the magic necessary to fit in. But when a rogue fae corners me in an alley and tells me I have some crazy power he needs to exact his revenge on the House that betrayed him, I had to seriously question that life goal.
The Moonlight Wraith, sexy and disarming as he is, is also a notorious killer—and this alleged power of mine is all that stands between him and the vengeance he craves.
But how can I give him something I don’t have?
And, worse yet, what will he do when he doesn’t get what he wants?
His plot to regain his throne hinges on the popular belief that he’s already dead, and my knowledge to the contrary is a loose end he can’t afford. But after a botched attempt on my life by unknown forces, I find myself allied with the broody harbinger of death because he might just be the only one who can keep me alive.
Assuming he doesn’t kill me himself.
Queen Me Review
This author collab series, Immortal Vices and Virtues, has been absolutely amazing and we’re only on the second book. Queen Me is a solid addition to this series and world, and it has quickly become an obsession to devour every book that will release.
The pacing of the story and the romance, although different, worked so well for me. Every single character has something to bring to the table and I could not get enough of Rowe and Volker. Rowe goes on getting through each day one at a time, trying to find where she fits in the world. And Volker is on the vengeance and has his eyes set on Rowe to help him get back what he lost. But as time goes on, Volker starts to grow a heart whenever it comes to Rowe and I am so here for it.
There are so many things to love about this, the story, the banter and the ever-sizzling chemistry (with quite the pleasing payoff), and even some of the side characters … which I hope we see more of in the future. And there are some twists, some I saw and others I absolutely did not. I really didn’t want this to end, but Amber gave us such a great addition that I’ll forever be hungry for more.
Immortal Vices and Virtues Series in Review
Queen Me Excerpt
The early morning moon poured down between the closely huddled brick buildings to shine on the wall of man staring me down. Bottomless steel-grey eyes, framed with lashes as pale as his skin and hair, bored into me as I stood in shock, unable to move. Though tall and muscular, there was an elegance to him—a refined quality—that made him less intimidating somehow, which was undoubtedly by design (or courtesy of my drunken state). Because gorgeous men in midnight-blue wool coats with perfectly styled hair couldn’t be killers, right?
“I’m so sorry,” I said as sweat beaded on my forehead. “I didn’t see you.”
“As was initially intended.” He stared down at me with inhuman grey eyes that slowly began to shine like the moon itself. “But now it’s time…”
A warning blared in the back of my mind, cutting through my alcohol-driven haze with every screech of its siren until my body went rigid with realization. His aura of power was undeniable, but it was the way he analyzed me with those gleaming silver eyes that gave him away.
He was the villain of the legends and tales my mother had told me for as long as I could remember. The ghostly fae assassin made of moonlight and shadow. A killer to best all killers.
And he was standing right in front of me like a sexy beacon of death.
My mind begged my body to run, but it held fast, too paralyzed by fear to react. There would be no escaping the beautiful nightmare before me: the recently usurped fae king of the House of Air and Amethyst.
The notorious Moonlight Wraith.
I pulled my hand away from the infamous killer and staggered back a step, still too drunk for my own good, but sober enough to know I was in deep shit.
“It seems my reputation precedes me,” he said in a quizzical tone.
“But what I really want to know is: who are you?”
“Me?” I repeated, inching backward toward the door. “I’m no one. Nobody…”
Those perfectly shaped lips lifted at the corners. “I beg to differ.” He closed the distance between us in a blink and I flinched, expecting him to hit me or stab me or do whatever it was fae assassins did, but nothing happened. Instead, I opened my eyes to find him looming above me, a curious expression on his perfectly chiseled face. “Because none can see what I really am unless I want them to. And there is only one being I’m searching for.”
“Well, unless you want a useless human, I’d say your magic is funky,” I said, hoping I’d just made a good point in my addled state.
His eyes narrowed at my words, and an angry rumble shook his chest. “Are you saying I’m wrong?” he asked, pressing in closer to me. My pulse raced and my chest seized as Death himself leaned against me.
“Are you going to kill me if I say yes?”
His brow quirked slightly at my response. “Maybe I’ll kill you if you say no…”
I stared at him, my heart slamming against my ribs. “That logic doesn’t give me much reason to answer at all.”
“Unless I kill you because you refuse to.”
I gulped back a wave of fear and nausea. “But then you wouldn’t get your answer.”
He canted his head and dipped his face lower to stare into my eyes. “I think you are the answer to my current predicament,” he said, raking an elegant hand through his short platinum hair that shone silvery-white in the moonlight, “which means you’re much more valuable to me alive than dead.”
“Well, that’s a plus—”
A wicked smirk tugged at his lips. “Only if I’m right.”
I leaned away from him, my throat dry and my heart racing with his proximity. The weight of his presence was too much to process in my current state; I needed space—room to breathe. Instead, I found myself pressed up against the door I desperately wanted to disappear behind.
So I could get away from the violent being before me.
So I could pretend his proximity wasn’t as thrilling as it was terrifying.
So I could gaslight myself into believing the whole event had only happened in my mind.
But there was no escaping him. He caged me in with his body, his coat straining over the muscles in his shoulders as he pressed his hands against the door on either side of my face. I had to crane my neck so I could look up at his face, now cast in shadow. “You don’t seem like the kinda guy who’s wrong very often.”
Another expression that came dangerously close to a smile tugged at his mouth. “No. I’m not.” The intensity of his gaze was too much, and I fumbled behind me, trying to open the door, but damn if it wasn’t locked from the inside. “In a hurry to get back to something?”
“It’s girls’ night… my friends are going to wonder where I disappeared to soon. Especially Danni,” I said, officially rambling now. “She’s overprotective of me and likely to come looking for me soon if I don’t get back in there.”
He canted his head. “And you don’t want her to find us alone back here?”
I gripped the door handle harder, wishing I had Danni’s strength so I could just rip it open. “I don’t want any trouble—for her or me.”
“I’m afraid it’s too late for that,” he said, “but you already know that, don’t you, Miss…?”
“Little. Regina Little,” I said without thinking—like I hadn’t grown up hearing that giving a fae your real name was a terrible idea. “But I go by Rowe.”
Bonus stupidity points for throwing in the nickname.
That strange almost-smile widened at my reply as he reached forward to brush a stray red curl from my face. His proximity set off every warning alarm in my body, but I didn’t move. Like a cornered rabbit, I stood and stared at the beautiful death before me and tried to ignore that things other than adrenaline coursed through me as his finger grazed my ear when he pulled away.
“Little queen…” His whispered tone was wistful and distant, and he sounded like he was lost in a memory for that fleeting moment. Then a scuff on the pavement echoed toward us, and our collective attention snapped to the opening of the alleyway and the voice calling from just beyond.
“Rowe! Girl, you can’t hide from the dance floor forever… I’ll finnnnnd youuuu…”
His hand clapped over my mouth before I could do something drunk and reckless like scream for Danni to help me—or to run for her life. Because if he really was the Moonlight Wraith, I wasn’t sure if she would stand a chance against him, even with Nova at her side.
“I’ll come for you soon,” he said in my ear.
Then I watched with bated breath as he disappeared into the shadows as though he were one himself.