Shadow King's Embrace (Eclipse Brides Of The Void #1)

I was chosen as a sacrifice—a trembling virgin bound beneath the lunar eclipse.
But when the shadows rise, I don’t meet death.
I meet him.

The Shadow King. Umbrael.
A horned lord of living darkness, his violet eyes burn like galaxies, his claws rake sparks from stone, and his inky tendrils reach for me as if I already belong to him.
Instead of devouring me, he claims me—dragging me into his realm of eternal night and whispering specters.

I should fear him.
But every time his shadows curl around my body, every time his fangs graze my throat, the terror turns molten. His hunger is feral, his control fraying, and I can feel his rut driving him mad.
When he knots me—locking me to him with primal possession—and marks me with a bite that sears my soul, I realize the

I’m not a sacrifice.
I’m his fated bride.

Now a prophecy ignites between us. With every kiss, every thrust, every pulse of his shadows inside me, I break the seal that bound him—and the zealots hunting us know it. If Umbrael falls, the world burns. If I fall, so does he.

In the arms of the Shadow King, I’ve found fire in the dark, pleasure in the fear, and a love that could shatter the heavens.

Virgin sacrifice. Enemies to lovers. Fated mates bound by prophecy. Claimed by shadows and consumed by a feral king.