Her fingers closed in my shirt and pulled — the pulling was her body’s honesty, dragging me closer because the existence of air between my chest and hers was a problem her hands were solving without consulting her mind.
The first time Roth Adeyemi saw her, every oath he’d ever sworn went quiet.
He arrived at the Northern War Court with golden light beneath his skin and magic that reads truth — every lie, every mask, every hidden thing laid bare. He came to serve the Three Oaths. He did not come looking for the girl who burned.
Natasha Valcara has spent six years making certain no one gets close.
Her fire is ancient and savage and caged behind walls so fierce even she has forgotten what they’re guarding. The Order trained her. The Order does not know what she is. No one does — until the boy with light in his blood looks at her, and her fire does something it has never done before.
It answers him.
When his light touches her flame, the fire turns gold — a colour that hasn’t burned in Luce Eterna for three centuries. A colour that draws the attention of something in the dark that has been waiting for exactly this fire to wake.
She can’t let him in. Letting him in means being seen. Being seen means being known. And what she is, if anyone discovers it, will burn them both.
A dark, spicy romantasy of slow-burning desire, sacred oaths, and fire that chooses. Book one of the Oathfire! series. For fans of Sarah J. Maas and Carissa Broadbent.
