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In the frigid woods at the edge of a storm, I'm going to find myself or die trying. I'm a fugitive of the fae city of Windhelm, framed for a murder I didn't commit. I only made it out of their dungeons by luck, and now I'm on the run - but so is the Prince.

Lucifer is free, and it's my fault. Worse, he turned out to be every bit the manipulative, conniving, deceptive creature everyone always said he was. Then he tossed me into the Pit, without a second thought, and now I'm stuck down here. But I'm not alone. There are voices on the other side of the Pit's walls, people, life. I don't truly know what I'm about to get into, but if I don't find a way out of the Pit, then Earth is doomed, Heaven will burn, and Abaddon . . . I have to save him from Lucifer, or he truly will become the King of the Ashes.

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.

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.