# Read the first page of Rule of the Aurora King by Nisha J. Tuli Read the opening of Rule of the Aurora King by Nisha J. Tuli free, no signup. A captive woman joins a fae prince to find an artifact while royal enemies pursue them. - Page: https://uncovered.ink/read/rule-of-the-aurora-king-nisha-j-tuli - Genre: Romantasy - Year: 2023 - ISBN: 9781538767665 - Read it blind (cover and title hidden): https://uncovered.ink/?b=9781538767665&s=read-page - Buy: https://bookshop.org/a/125786/9781538767665 - Borrow: https://search.worldcat.org/search?q=9781538767665 ## The opening @@CHAP@@ Chapter One @@CHAP@@ Lor I hurl the vase with all my strength, missing the Aurora Prince’s head by just a hair. He lifts his arms to deflect the blow, and it explodes against the wall, peppering him with shards of broken porcelain. I lunge for a nearby table, attempting to snatch up a small crystal dish when he’s on me, one large hand snagging my wrist and the other circling my throat. He shoves me flat against the wall with enough force that I grunt at the impact. “Stop that,” he hisses, his face so perilously close to mine I feel the warmth of his breath on my lips. We stand inside my bedroom—no, my prison—in a house somewhere in the middle of the Void in the furthest reaches of The Aurora. Outside, there are mountains and an endless stretch of midnight sky littered with rivers of stars and rainbow ribbons of color. Amya and Mael broke me out of Aphelion almost five weeks ago, and they’ve kept me here, refusing to let me go. At first, I was convinced they were returning me to Nostraza, but my fate continues to be more complicated than that. Instead, they’ve stuck me in this opulent room and won’t stop asking me questions. I’ve contemplated the logistics of my escape countless times, but I don’t know where I’d go. We’re surrounded by nothing but a deadly forest and even deadlier mountains. “I’m not telling you anything until you bring me Willow and Tristan,” I say for the thousandth time, or maybe it’s the millionth by now. I lost count weeks ago. “Not until you answer my questions. I have ways of making you talk, Inmate,” Nadir says, baring his teeth, those dark and disconcerting aurora-infused eyes flashing with fury. The colors swirl in his irises, the effect nearly hypnotic. He leans closer, nothing left but a constant wall of ire between us. My skin twitches in response to his closeness, like ribbons are sliding through my blood. “Then do it,” I bite back. He’s been threatening me for weeks, and I’m not sure what’s keeping him from making good on his promises. So I keep pushing him, trying to make him snap. Wondering how far I can go. I meant what I said. He thinks he knows something and maybe his suspicions are right, but I will confirm nothing until I know my brother and sister are alive. Even then, this prince is dreaming if he thinks he’s getting anything from me. His jaw clenches, but there’s a flicker of hesitation in his eyes, so quick I’m not sure if I imagine it. “Do it,” I taunt as his grip tightens around my throat, the pressure bordering on dangerous. I stare him down, determined to never let him see my fear. He will never break me. “Show me how you’re going to make me talk, oh mighty prince. I promise there’s nothing you can do I haven’t already survived.” “Nadir, stop it,” Amya says, entering the room, her disapproving glare taking in the way he has me pinned to the wall. “You can’t do that to her.” Nadir turns his furious gaze on his sister, but she doesn’t even blink. I’m learning she’s mostly immune to her brother’s moods and make a mental note to ask her for some pointers. She’s wearing a long black skirt split to reveal legs clad in tight black leather, along with a sleeveless corset, tied with violet laces running up the front. Fingerless lace gloves adorn her hands, and her black hair, streaked with colors, is anchored into two messy buns on either side of her head. She sits down on a black velvet chair, crossing her legs, completely at ease despite the circumstances of the scene she’s just interrupted. Nadir and I glare at each other, the atmosphere sparking as both our chests expand with tight, angry breaths. ## Books with a similar feel - [Powerless by Lauren Roberts](https://uncovered.ink/read/powerless-lauren-roberts.md) - [House of Earth and Blood by Sarah J. Maas](https://uncovered.ink/read/house-of-earth-and-blood-sarah-j-maas.md) - [From Blood and Ash by Jennifer L. Armentrout](https://uncovered.ink/read/from-blood-and-ash-jennifer-l-armentrout.md) - [Terror at the Gates by Scarlett St. Clair](https://uncovered.ink/read/terror-at-the-gates-scarlett-st-clair.md) - [Vicious by V. E. Schwab](https://uncovered.ink/read/vicious-v-e-schwab.md) - [Spinning Silver by Naomi Novik](https://uncovered.ink/read/spinning-silver-naomi-novik.md) --- Source: Uncovered (https://uncovered.ink). A short sample shown for reading and discovery. Rights holders can request removal at https://uncovered.ink/takedown.