Foul Play

He was supposed to be her rival. Now he's running out of time.

Avery Quinn's punishment for surviving revolution is performing in Skyhold's Continental Championship—a gilded cage where every glance gets monitored and every touch becomes ammunition. Her only anchor is Caz Wolfe, the infuriating champion whose teasing smile makes her forget they're both prisoners.

Something's wrong with his magic. Each match steals more of his fire, and she can feel it through the bond that connects them—a tether that started as strategy but became something dangerously real.

Their handler orchestrates their every move. Her twin sister plays for the enemy. Secret meetings in forgotten corridors lead to desperate plans. Every kiss is rebellion. Every touch is traced by invisible eyes. Every use of power brings him closer to burning out completely.

Three matches left. Maybe less.

She'll break any rule to save him—even if it means channeling her chaotic storm magic directly into his failing heart. Even if it means becoming the weapon their enemies want. But in a game designed to destroy them, their connection might be the most dangerous thing of all. Someone powerful wants to forge them into something unprecedented, and their growing need for each other plays right into those hands.

When winning means watching him fade away and losing means losing him forever, how much will she risk for a boy who makes her believe in tomorrow? Can love survive when the game itself feeds on their bond?

Fall into this heart-stopping romance where every heartbeat is borrowed and every kiss could be their last.