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The brutal Archangel who beat me so hard I fell from Heaven has a foothold on Earth, and this time he's gone too far. I crave vengeance, and I won't be denied, but I may need him alive if I have any chance at fixing the damage God left in the wake of Her death.

I have come back to Arcadia, but all is not as it should be. An impostor sits on Windhelm's throne, and calling herself Queen. I don't know where my parents are or what's become of them. I don't know where my brother is, or if he's even still alive. And in less than two weeks, Fate itself will hunt me down and end my existence as if I wasn't meant to exist in the first place. This is it. If I don't figure out how to fix the mistake I made, Arcadia itself could fall and become something entirely monstrous. I just wish I knew where to start.

On Her sacred orders, the Archangel Medrion is tasked with breaking my spirit and casting me into the pit. Most angels would hate tormenting and humiliating one of their own, but the smile on his face as he works burns itself into my mind. My resistance is about to break, when something goes horribly wrong. Instead of the pit, I Fall to Earth, only to find myself in the hands of a Tyrant worse than Lucifer. He's dangerous, powerful, and the scent of corruption and sin roll off him, drawing me inexorably in.

Earth isn't a safe place for the Fae, but it had to have been safer than staying in Arcadia where some horrible monster was about to end my life . . . right? So, I made a snap decision, opened a portal, and threw myself, Valerian, and Tallin through it. Totally thought that through. There's no way that decision wasn't going to come back to bite me in the butt. Only it did, because now we're stuck here, in London, where my mother used to live.

In the frozen city of Windhelm, the crown of Arcadia's Winter Kingdom, the Royal Selection reigns supreme. This competition pits the best of Winter's young Fae against each other, forcing them to take part in a series of trials, each deadlier than the one that came before it. The prize? A soul-bond with the heir to Winter's throne, and the right to marry them.

I make magic dresses for a living. I'm not rich or pretty enough to wear them, but I love what I do, working out of my family's shop on Carnaby Street in London - until the fae show up. It's a straight-up kidnapping, and before I know it, I'm brought to this wintry place of cold hearts and beautiful nightmares, but that's not the worst part.