The Shadows Between Us By Tricia Levenseller -

"I am a king of ghosts and secrets," he said, stepping closer, his eyes searching hers for the fear that usually greeted him.

The shadows in the Slytherin-esque court of the Shadow King didn't just flicker; they breathed. Alessandra Stathos stood at the edge of the ballroom, her gown a midnight silk that felt like armor. She didn't want the King’s heart because she loved him—she wanted it because he was the only thing standing between her and a crown of her own. The Shadows Between Us by Tricia Levenseller

The Shadow King, Kallias, moved through the crowd like a predator through tall grass. He was physically unreachable—swathed in a literal aura of shadows that kept everyone at a five-foot distance. To touch him was to die, or so the rumors claimed. To Alessandra, it was simply a puzzle to be solved. "I am a king of ghosts and secrets,"

"He touches nothing he doesn't intend to destroy," the guard replied. She didn't want the King’s heart because she

"I don't do 'safe,'" she smiled, her eyes bright with the thrill of the hunt. "It's far too boring." To help me tailor the next part of this story, tell me: