Darkest Hour (The Obsidian Brotherhood 3)

She was a beloved princess.
I was a heartless bastard.

I was supposed to save her.

I wanted to ruin her.

My need for her was sick. Twisted.
It came from a dark and dangerous place.

But I wasn’t the only one with sadistic desires.
The Brotherhood had plans of its own- a game they wanted to play.
They wanted to break me, break her, break us.

I dared them to try.

This is not a love story.
You've been warned.