Mara Vale knows how to survive Mournharbor: dive deep, keep what she finds, and never trust the people who rule from dry land.
Then she pulls a forbidden fragment from a drowned bell tower and everything changes.
Her sister, Elia, is dying of a curse that is turning blood to salt.
The only cure lies inside Nerovar, the palace that rises from the sea for thirteen nights and grants one tide-wish to the victor. But Mara has no blood claim, no noble standing, and no lawful way through its gates.
Until Lord Theron Vey offers one.
The price is marriage.
Bound by a dangerous vow to the city’s coldest enforcer, Mara is dragged into the deadly rites of Nerovar, where old gods, false saints, and hungry houses all want a piece of what she carries.
The palace is watching. The church is lying. The dead are not staying quiet.
And the deeper Mara goes, the clearer it becomes that the crown at the heart of Nerovar was never meant to save girls like her.
Now Mara has thirteen nights to win a wish, save her sister, and survive a husband she does not trust—before the sea decides what it will take from her next.
The Bride of Nerovar is a dark romantic fantasy full of forced marriage, dangerous bonds, haunted water, political betrayal, and a heroine who would rather gut the system than bow to it.
