Spectre

The witch spoke true: "One whom you love will not return alive."

Baron O'Shea's daughter vanished into the Labyrinth years ago. Or was it centuries? Time moves strangely in Daedalus's masterpiece, where the walls pulse with old blood and the Minotaur speaks in riddles.

Now Leonidas Rex must lead a suicide mission into a maze that's claimed gods and monsters alike. His team: a witch who speaks in prophecy, a beast-man hiding from his own assassins, and Annie—the girl whose survival depends on a flask now dissolving in a dragon's stomach.

Four trials. Four thousand chambers. Four souls who entered knowing the mathematics of death: someone always pays the price.

The Labyrinth isn't just a prison: it's a living thing that feeds on desire and fear. It knows Leon's father. It remembers his childhood. It's been waiting for him specifically, preparing a special kind of torment that only a son of tyrants could appreciate.

And Golden Gwyn? She's not a prisoner at all.

What happens when the rescue becomes the trap? Can love survive when the maze itself demands you kill it? And when you discover the real reason everyone wants Baron's daughter—will you still choose to let her leave?

The Labyrinth has been waiting twenty-three years for Leonidas Rex. It's patient. It's hungry. And it always, always collects what's owed.

Your next obsession awaits within these pages—if you're brave enough to enter.