Jess Rae

She was raised to believe she had no power. No spirit. No value. No future. For twenty-three years, Vessa Marrowen was the shame of her noble house—a daughter without a celestial bond in a kingdom where magic decides worth. Then the forbidden black phoenix chooses her.

Book Advertisement for The Drowned Kingdom by Jess RaeShe was never meant to be the bride.Every seven years, the kingdom of Avenmere gives one woman to the sea.No one questions the offering.No one follows the chosen girl into the waves.No one comes back.Until Liora Vane takes her best friend's...

When Jerica Whitthorne returns to Briar’s Hollow to claim her late grandmother’s house, she expects peeling paint and bad memories—not a blood-deep curse that wakes the moment she steps onto the porch.

What grows in the silence after power falls? Seryth was never meant to carry the Hollow’s voice. Raised by the Rite to obey, not question, she only knew two things: keep her head down—and survive.

When artist Mara Ellison inherits a flood-bitten Victorian on the edge of a Southern river, she finds the house already knows her name—and expects her to learn its rules.

The sea remembers every secret—and it’s coming to collect. Seryth has weathered blood and shadow, betrayal and fire. But when the tides rise bearing whispers from a drowned kingdom, she’s forced to confront a truth older than the Hollow itself.

The forest crowned her. The thorns obey her. But power never comes without sacrifice. Seryth has survived the Hollow—but not unscathed. No longer the voiceless girl feared and forgotten, she now wears the thorns of a sovereign bound to a land that hungers for blood and memory.

The hive is not dead. Though Celia and Ambrose sever its first heart, the silence spreads deeper, twisting roots into the soil of the village itself. As suspicion turns the townsfolk into enemies, the pair must descend into tunnels no one dared enter, where skulls whisper and memories bleed.

Step through the wrong door, and the dark will ask your name. Princess Alyssa thought the fae were only bedtime monsters—until Nightmere, the Unseelie court, drags her into a palace that feeds on vows, secrets, and the sweetest sound of all: surrender.

In the aftermath of the Sovereign’s fall, Seryth wears the Hollow’s crown—a living relic of root and light that ties her to the land’s oldest power. But the ember that nearly consumed the realm still breathes deep beneath the roots, and its hunger has only grown.

When nineteen-year-old Elara returns to her grandmother’s ridge house in the Appalachian hollow, she finds more than heirlooms waiting. A sycamore tree as pale as bone stands watch, a cracked pocket watch stops at 10:17 each day, and a ledger filled with rules whispers what it costs to live here.

Power was never meant to stay buried. Weeks after leaving the haunted forest behind, Seryth believes she’s free of the Crown’s influence —until whispers of a new ruler on the black throne reach her. The forest’s shadow is growing again, and this time, it isn’t waiting for her to return.

An atmospheric Southern Gothic romance of curses, memory, and the kind of love that survives the fire. In the shadows of 1800s Tennessee, where the soil clings to secrets and the trees grow twisted with time, nineteen-year-old Danielle Whitlock returns to her family’s crumbling estate to...

Beneath the Kingdom’s fractured crown, something ancient is waking. When Seryth is dragged into the depths of a dying realm, she discovers a world built on gold-veined stone and whispered bargains—where the light is dwindling and the shadows have teeth.

In a world held together by a fragile lattice of ancient magic, darkness stirs beneath the surface—an unstoppable tide led by the Hollow King, a merciless force bent on unraveling all that binds the realm.

When Celia Vale inherits the crumbling estate of Graysmire, she expects loneliness and ruin. What she finds instead is a house that breathes in silence, watches through its walls, and whispers with the voices of the dead.