They said the Choosing was a gift.
They never told me I was playing a deadly game.

Four rulers. Monsters cloaked in crowns.
They're not just powerful - they're primal.
And now, they want me.

I wasn't supposed to be part of the Choosing.
I forged my way in, wearing a stranger's face, chasing whispers of my lost sister.
I planned to seduce. To manipulate. To survive.

But I didn't plan on them.

The way they watch me like prey.
The way their magic coils around mine like a promise.
The way they say my name like they already own it.

Each man wants to break me in his own way. Take me in his own way. Together? They might unmake me entirely.