<p data-sleek-node-id="4c9fc9"><strong style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 1); color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)"><em>...If that magic hill canna be climbed</em></strong></p><p data-sleek-node-id="4c9fc9"><strong style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 1); color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)"><em>Daddy's gonna give you a bluebell chime</em></strong></p><p data-sleek-node-id="4c9fc9"><strong style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 1); color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)"><em>If that flower doesn't make a sound</em></strong></p><p data-sleek-node-id="4c9fc9"><strong style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 1); color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)"><em>You'll still be the sweetest little princess crowned.</em></strong></p><p data-sleek-node-id="4c9fc9"></p><p data-sleek-node-id="4c9fc9"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 1); color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">In the gripping conclusion to Luxe's Lullaby Trilogy, time slips away as war looms and possible allies dwindle. Just as Luxe believes she's mastered her fae power, crippling side effects mysteriously resurface at the worst possible moment.</span></p><p data-sleek-node-id="4c9fc9"></p><p data-sleek-node-id="4c9fc9"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 1); color: rgba(15, 17, 17, 1)">A haunting prophecy whispers of sacrifice: "two to live, one to die." Amidst alliances forged and shattered, Luxe and the guys are devastated by a betrayal, disrupting the hard earned and delicate balance of their connections with each other. With all their lives on the line and prophecies closing in, can they outwit the fae queen before it's too late?</span></p><p data-sleek-node-id="4c9fc9"></p>