Set in the same stunningly epic world as The Serpent and the Wings of Night, Carissa Broadbent's Six Scorched Roses is a short romantasy novel inspired by Beauty and the Beast. Perfect for fans of Sarah J. Maas and Jennifer L. Armentrout, and readers who love dark, romantic tales with bite.
Six roses. Six vials of blood. Six visits to a vampire who could be her salvation . . . or her damnation.
Lilith has been dying since the day she was born. But although she came to terms with her own imminent death long ago, the deaths of everyone she loves is an entirely different matter. As her town slowly withers in the clutches of a mysterious god-cursed illness, she takes matters into her own hands.
Desperate to find a cure, Lilith strikes a bargain with the only thing the gods hate even more than her village: a vampire, Vale. She offers him six roses in exchange for six vials of vampire blood - the only hope for her town's salvation.
But what begins as a simple transaction gradually becomes something more. Lilith is faced with a terrifying realization: it's dangerous to wander into the clutches of a vampire . . . and, in a place already suffering the wrath of a god, more dangerous still to fall in love with one.
Six roses. Six vials of blood. Six visits to a vampire who could be her salvation . . . or her damnation.
Lilith has been dying since the day she was born. But although she came to terms with her own imminent death long ago, the deaths of everyone she loves is an entirely different matter. As her town slowly withers in the clutches of a mysterious god-cursed illness, she takes matters into her own hands.
Desperate to find a cure, Lilith strikes a bargain with the only thing the gods hate even more than her village: a vampire, Vale. She offers him six roses in exchange for six vials of vampire blood - the only hope for her town's salvation.
But what begins as a simple transaction gradually becomes something more. Lilith is faced with a terrifying realization: it's dangerous to wander into the clutches of a vampire . . . and, in a place already suffering the wrath of a god, more dangerous still to fall in love with one.