The Last Binding of Hearts

She gave up her magic to break a curse. She didn't expect to lose her heart as well. For fourteen years, Elara has watched her village die. The heartwood grove refuses to bloom. Children are born without magic. Wells run brackish. She is the last magician of a fading people, and she has tried everything. Until one desperate midnight ritual goes catastrophically wrong. Instead of healing her village, she binds herself to Caelan-a cursed prince who has been surviving alone in the borderlands for seven years, slowly being consumed by a spell that feeds on magic. The silver thread between them is beautiful, pulsing, and utterly deadly. They have six weeks before it kills them both. As Elara and Caelan make their way across a frozen kingdom-arguing about bread, mending fences, surviving blizzards in borrowed rooster sweaters-she discovers that six weeks is exactly long enough to fall completely, inconveniently, irreversibly in love. The Last Binding of Hearts is a slow-burn fantasy romance about grief and stubborn hope, the magic in ordinary staying, and the terrifying choice of loving someone more than the thing you built yourself from. About the reading experience You will cry. You will also laugh at a man in a rooster sweater trying to mend a fence. You will want to plant something by the end. This is a story about grief and stubborn hope, about the magic in ordinary staying, and about the terrifying choice of loving someone more than the thing you built yourself from. No spell could hold me tighter than this.

Pages: 302, Paperback, Independently published