The Witch and the One King Series by Gemma Pettinato

I was captured, collared, and sold for less than the cost of a mug of ale. The Fae sealed my sorcery with a single word that chains me to their will—and delivered me to a Fae Prince whose beauty is glacial and cruelty more devastating than frostbite. To him, I’m not a person. I’m a creature. A possession. A weapon to be wielded and controlled. But I am more than the fragile girl they trained at that tower. Deep within me stirs chaos— wild and ancient power—and it does not obey... moreI was captured, collared, and sold for less than the cost of a mug of ale. The Fae sealed my sorcery with a single word that chains me to their will—and delivered me to a Fae Prince whose beauty is glacial and cruelty more devastating than frostbite. To him, I’m not a person. I’m a creature. A possession. A weapon to be wielded and controlled. But I am more than the fragile girl they trained at that tower. Deep within me stirs chaos— wild and ancient power—and it does not obey. I swore I would escape. That I’d slit his throat and burn his shadows to ash. Yet each night, he peels me apart—whisper by whisper, look by look—until I can no longer tell where hate ends and something far more dangerous begins. less

He claimed me to save me. Now my dark fae prince must marry another woman… or I die. I was dragged from the dungeons to be sacrificed—just another human Dae’eth, a pleasure slave meant for the altar—until Bleddyn, Crown Prince of the Dark Court, put his claim on me instead. Now I wear his colors, sit at his side in council, and fall helplessly in love with a possessive, morally gray prince who treats my body like a vow... moreHe claimed me to save me. Now my dark fae prince must marry another woman… or I die. I was dragged from the dungeons to be sacrificed—just another human Dae’eth, a pleasure slave meant for the altar—until Bleddyn, Crown Prince of the Dark Court, put his claim on me instead. Now I wear his colors, sit at his side in council, and fall helplessly in love with a possessive, morally gray prince who treats my body like a vow. Then the King forces an oath: Bleddyn must wed Lady Gwynnyth of the Under Court—upon pain of death of his most beloved creature. Me. I’m cast from his bed, forbidden to touch him, and made to watch him “woo” this stranger. Every jealous glance says he still considers me his… but the court is waiting for me to break. If I stay, I’ll survive dangerous desire, deadly fae politics, and Myrddin—a collared god of nightmares whose hunger turns the palace into a battlefield. They can try to chain me to their games… but I’ll be the match that turns their court to ash. Perfect for fans of: dark romantasy, fae royalty, forbidden love, forced betrothal, jealousy/angst, possessive MMC, touch-her-and-die, morally gray heroes, power imbalance, and spicy fantasy romance. less