The Rose Pact: Every Rose Blooms in Blood. Every King Must Choose Between Crown and Heart.

Between the light of Althea and the iron of Varenne, two enemy kings are bound by a sacred oath to end a century of war. Yet the peace they forge is no treaty-it is a curse whispered by the God of the Rose, a divine binding that turns blood into chains and faith into torment. Every full moon, beneath the red light of the Bloodmoon, they must draw their swords against one another. The spell compels their bodies, not their will; they fight until blood is spilled, until pain satisfies the sacred flower that feeds upon their suffering.
For the rose demands blood, and the god demands a love fierce enough to destroy. King Adrien Valmont of Althea, ruler of light and faith, believes the Rose Pact is a divine redemption for his people. He upholds law and prayer, striving to keep his kingdom pure. But each wound drawn by the cursed blade shakes the walls of his devotion. Each drop of blood whispers the truth: faith alone cannot silence the heart.
King Kael Dravencourt of Varenne, forged in war and shadow, scorns the gods and defies every prophecy. To him, love is a weakness that once brought ruin. Yet as his sword crosses Adrien's again and again, he discovers that agony can feel like longing, and that the enemy he was born to destroy may be the only soul strong enough to break his chains. Bound by moonlight and blood, they cannot yield, cannot surrender, cannot stop the cycle of violence that tightens around them like a vine of thorns.
What begins as hatred sharpens into obsession; what begins as duty softens into something perilously close to devotion. And when the world threatens to tear them apart-priests calling for sacrifice, nobles demanding blood, kingdoms crumbling under fear-they must face the truth neither kingdom can accept: that the peace they forged was never meant to save their people, but to test whether love can survive the will of gods.
As the final Bloodmoon rises, the sacred rose withers. Its thorns pierce both kings, binding their hearts and their bodies together. In that final embrace, as steel falls from their hands and light erupts from their wounds, the curse reveals its true face-not damnation, but transcendence. Their blood turns to gold, their pain to dawn. The rose blooms one last time, radiant and eternal, as the first light of morning sweeps across a world reborn."The gods cursed them to love until death...
but they loved until they lived again."The Rose Pact is an epic romantasy of two kings bound by blood, faith, and forbidden love-a story of duty turned desire, betrayal turned devotion, and a curse so beautiful it remakes the world. Perfect for readers who crave darkly poetic slow-burn romance, political intrigue, and the sacred ache of love that defies gods and crowns alike. If you loved the elegance of King's Maker, the emotion of Red, White & Royal Blue darkened by myth, and the grandeur of Game of Thrones whispered through petals and steel-step into The Rose Pact, where every heartbeat is a vow, every wound a confession, and every rose blooms in blood.