The Iron Fae

Summary

Life isn't a fairytale. Prince charming doesn’t exist. And I’m not a queen.

Instead I’m stuck in the iron kingdom with a demented prince, and what lucky role do I get in all of this: sex toy for his royal highness. That’s the regal title I get: play thing for the Iron Prince.

It’s the safest thing for me, though, because Cordelia is searching for long-forgotten secrets. If I’m not careful, she’ll know what I’ve been hiding all along.

She’ll know that I’m coming for what's mine and I’ll take her down with me if I have to.

Because I am the Mortal Queen.

And she’s been wearing my crown for far too long.

Contains mature themes.