The Curse of the Frost King

He's the dusk-crowned villain I should fear... and the only one who knows what I am. I'm Hannah, a girl who thought she was mortal and should've known better than to listen to whispers beneath rowan roots. One prick from a cursed dagger. One touch against a bewitched mirror. And I fall into Dusk, a frozen court at war that doesn't see a mortal. It sees a weapon. I hit the frost outside a castle that cuts into the sky, and a king steps out like the realm already belongs to him. Kairos, the Dusk King who took his crown in blood, goes still when he sees my hair and eyes. For one breath, he looks shaken. Then his expression turns to ice, and one question remains-whether I'm Aurora or Summer Fae. Both are rare, but only one would explain his reaction. He locks me away, cutting off my only chance to find a way back to Earth. My magic stays quiet, and I keep telling myself it isn't real. But the pull in my chest tightens every time he comes near. And Kairos watches me like he already knows my secret. I want a way home. Kairos wants answers I can't give. If the rival court finds me, they won't hesitate to kill me. Either way, I won't be the girl who bows. Not to him. Read this dark royal fae romantasy packed with fated mates, villain-gets-the-girl tension, forced proximity, found family, deadly court politics, and a brutal war between two courts.