Chalice has had a rough life. Born to an angel and a Hatchet Knight, a female descended by angels with special powers, she should have had a nice life. Unfortunately, her mom dies giving birth to her and Chalice grows up in a monastery. When she turns thirteen, she is kidnapped by Gavin, a powerful member of the Vyantra, a secret group of thieves and sorcerers. Gavin treats Chalice horribly, bonding her to a gargoyle so that she can never leave for long. If she is away from her gargoyle for more than three days, she turns into one. Gavin wants to use Chalice's superb talents to steal a magical artifact.
He has spent years training her to hone her powers. Wanting to break away from Gavin and the Vyantra, Chalice agrees. She wants to claim her birthright of being a Hatchet Knight and only another who is also bonded to a gargoyle can help her. His name is Aydin, a warrior and her protector. He's sexy, sweet and totally in love with Chalice and will do whatever it takes to keep her safe.
With superb world-building, diverse characters and clever writing, KNIGHT'S CURSE is a thrilling urban fantasy that will enthrall readers. Chalice is a sharp and intelligent heroine who wants to do the right thing, even though she's been put into some bad situations and does what she has to do to survive. Aydin wants to keep Chalice safe, help her steal the artifact and out-wit the Vyantra, but will he lose her if she succeeds? Fans of urban fantasy fiction won't want to miss this one!
With superb world-building, diverse characters and clever writing, KNIGHT'S CURSE is a thrilling urban fantasy that will enthrall readers. Chalice is a sharp and intelligent heroine who wants to do the right thing, even though she's been put into some bad situations and does what she has to do to survive. Aydin wants to keep Chalice safe, help her steal the artifact and out-wit the Vyantra, but will he lose her if she succeeds? Fans of urban fantasy fiction won't want to miss this one!
*I received this book in exchange for an honest review.
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