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Her touch sparks flame. His duty demands her death. Darkness itself wants her alive. Kaelara Veylin has spent her life hammering steel and hiding the fire curling beneath her skin. When the Iron Guard outlaws Flamebearers, she becomes the most hunted woman in Aeryndor. Three men stand in her path: Captain Dain Arvath—all iron oaths and guarded eyes. Evríc the Rebel—golden smile, lethal secrets. The Shadow—an ancient voice in the dark, promising power for a price. Take the fire and she might save the realm that fears her. Refuse, and the kingdom will burn first. Enemies-to-lovers ...

When gods break free, mortals pay the price. Kaelara thought her connection to Kaelen, the God of Shadows, was dangerous before. Now their soul-bond is unraveling the magical barriers holding reality together. As divine bindings fail and her mother weakens in the Iron Citadel, the blacksmith-turned-rebellion-leader faces an impossible choice. The rebellion splits. Gods are escaping their prisons. And Kaelara must decide between saving the world or claiming the god who calls her "flame-heart." Her fire magic now burns shadow-touched—a power that shouldn't exist. Dain questions everything ...

She walked into the shadows to save her world. She came back carrying him in her blood. Kaelara Veylin thought she knew the price of power. But the Shadowplane has marked her, and now darkness whispers in her mind with a voice like velvet and sin. Kaelen—the cursed shadow king who should be her enemy—speaks to her thoughts as intimately as a lover, promising her strength she's never imagined. Her fire magic is changing, twisted by shadow into something forbidden. The last Flamebearer was never meant to wield darkness, but every time she reaches for his power, it feels more like coming ...

Her forge-born flame could win a war, if the courts don’t kill her first. Kaelara Veylin has already lost the man she loved. Prince Dain lies in an unmarked grave in the Shadowplane, and the rebellion starves. To raise an army, she crosses three hostile thrones, pleading for help she can’t afford. The price: survive a gauntlet of lethal trials, poisoned banquets, demands by the gods, while nobles wager on how quickly she’ll burn out. Her lone spark of joy is Evríc Valen, the reckless mage whose grin hides scars as deep as her own. Every stolen touch proves grief can kindle something ...