To Flame a Wild Flower

The third instalment in a romantasy retelling of Rapunzel finds our heroine forced to abandon her morals and risk everything in service of a dangerous plot on which the entire future depends. It’s not in my nature to beg, but I’ll stay on my knees until I feel that flame sputter out. And then … I’ll rip the world to shreds. I’ve tumbled into a darkness so deep it’s hard to see the light, my petals curling inward as I tip my face from the sun. Hide from my monstrous actions. Traitor. Murderer. High Mistress. My mistakes hunt me down, and I’m pulled into a political tug-of-war, balancing Ocruth’s welfare on the edge of a bloody blade. The moon is swelling, the weight on my shoulders compacting, and my unfailing curiosity keeps weaving its roots in the wrong direction. Horrible truths unravel, casting explosive light on everything I thought I knew. I’ll have no choice but to shed my morals, my withering self-preservation, and sow the seed of a plan set to bloom beneath a bloated moon. One wrong move could destroy everything. Destroy me. Lines will blur, blood will spill, and I’ll learn how fragile I really am – at a cost far greater than I could have imagined. Fate is a ravenous beast, and there’s only so far I can run. To Flame a Wild Flower is the third book in the Crystal Bloom series – a dark fantasy romance.

From the New York Times bestselling author of When the Moon Hatched comes the third book in the Crystal Bloom series that started with To Bleed a Crystal Bloom—a dark fantasy inspired by Rapunzel, full of immersive imagery and breathtaking angst, perfect for fans of Sarah J. Maas and Jennifer L. Armentrout. It's not in my nature to beg, but I'll stay on my knees until I feel that flame sputter out. And then … I'll rip the world to shreds. I've tumbled into a darkness so deep it's hard to see the light, my petals curling inward as I tip my face from the sun. Hide from my monstrous actions. Traitor. Murderer. High Mistress. My mistakes hunt me down, and I'm pulled into a political tug-of-war, balancing Ocruth's welfare on the edge of a bloody blade. The moon is swelling, the weight on my shoulders compacting, and my unfailing curiosity keeps weaving its roots in the wrong direction. Horrible truths unravel, casting explosive light on everything I thought I knew. I'll have no choice but to shed my morals, my withering self-preservation, and sow the seed of a plan set to bloom beneath a bloated moon. One wrong move could destroy everything. Destroy me. Lines will blur, blood will spill, and I'll learn how fragile I really am—at a cost far greater than I could have imagined. Fate is a ravenous beast, and there's only so far I can run.

Nineteen years ago, I was plucked from the heart of a bloody massacre that spared nobody else. Now ward to a powerful High Master who knows too much and says too little, I lead a simple life, never straying from the confines of an imaginary line I’ve drawn around the castle grounds. Out there, the monsters lurk. Inside, I’m safe ... though at a cost far greater than the blood I drip into a goblet daily. Toxic, unreciprocated love for a man who’s utterly unavailable. My savior. My protector. My almost executioner. When voracious beasts spill across the land and threaten to fray the fabric of my tailored existence, the petals of reality will peel back to reveal an ugly truth. But in a castle puddled with secrets, none are greater than the one I’ve kept from myself. No tower is tall enough to protect me from the horror that tore my life to shreds.

The third instalment in a romantasy retelling of Rapunzel finds our heroine forced to abandon her morals and risk everything in service of a dangerous plot on which the entire future depends. It's not in my nature to beg, but I'll stay on my knees until I feel that flame sputter out. And then … I'll rip the world to shreds. I've tumbled into a darkness so deep it's hard to see the light, my petals curling inward as I tip my face from the sun. Hide from my monstrous actions. Traitor. Murderer. High Mistress. My mistakes hunt me down, and I'm pulled into a political tug-of-war, balancing Ocruth's welfare on the edge of a bloody blade. The moon is swelling, the weight on my shoulders compacting, and my unfailing curiosity keeps weaving its roots in the wrong direction. Horrible truths unravel, casting explosive light on everything I thought I knew. I'll have no choice but to shed my morals, my withering self-preservation, and sow the seed of a plan set to bloom beneath a bloated moon. One wrong move could destroy everything. Destroy me. Lines will blur, blood will spill, and I'll learn how fragile I really am – at a cost far greater than I could have imagined. Fate is a ravenous beast, and there's only so far I can run. To Flame a Wild Flower is the third book in the Crystal Bloom series – a dark fantasy romance.