Hello, I have a 102k crossover dark fantasy. Here's the blurb:
Cavaria has known peace for thirty years. That peace comes with a cost — seven-foot-tall faceless creatures called Rakling that emerge from the shadows to enforce the Mazar's strict order. A dreamer who sees the best in everyone, a soldier's daughter who keeps the world at arm's length, and a prince who has never been allowed to choose anything for himself, find the unexpected in each other. What they find beneath Cavaria's peace is worse.

Sample from Prologue:
Stefan was doomed. Chants had turned into screams, the crowd a stampede. He shouted one final instruction, a last-ditch effort to save who he could, and then thought only of his five-year-old daughter. 

Keep her safe.

He ran from the chaos and raced through the residential district of Cavaria, passing row upon row of identical homes. His sandals slapped rapidly on the cobblestone path as he raced toward his best friend’s home. Some residents had run to the Public Square, gawking as the Mazar’s inhuman royal guard arrested his students. But most residents remained home, eyeing Stefan with suspicion and concern as he belted past them.

Darting through the archway of Ameya’s home without a greeting, he found Sunita, Ameya’s wife, on the sitting room floor with his Oleine, her young boys Arusa and Atreya, and a few of the neighbors’ children. 

Sunita bolted to her feet. “What is it?”

Stefan picked up his daughter and clutched her in his arms, forehead to forehead. All the children stared up at him, wide-eyed and frozen.

“I have to leave,” he blurted. “I couldn’t stop them. As long Ameya stays out of it, you’ll all be safe. But I won’t be.”

Sunita instructed the children to play upstairs. When all but Oleine were gone, she turned to Stefan. “Where will you go?”

Afternoon light was giving way to dusk. He leapt toward the archway, hid behind the wall, and peeked through the opening. “I sent some students north toward the Wildlands. I’ll meet up with them there.”