I drained the fire from their eyes, the sound from their ears, the feeling from their skin.
I did it because I loved them. And because they asked me to.
The Covenant had the source. Ilva Serkova walked through the wards I opened and claimed the heart of the continental network with a smile. We ran - five of us, bleeding, into passages so deep the compound couldn't follow.
We found a chamber no one had touched in centuries. A secondary vein. A place to hide, to heal, to figure out how to fix a dying continent with cracked bonds and a power everyone told me was a weapon.
Except it wasn't a weapon. It was a maintenance tool. And the bonds weren't broken - they were shallow.
Caelum - golden-eyed strategist who carried guilt like a blade turned inward. He confessed what he'd hidden, and it nearly destroyed us. Then he went blind for me and found something beneath Sight that his eyes had never shown him.
Oren - my heartbeat, my anchor, the one whose bass note held the circuit together even when the cracks were spreading. He lost the sound of his own pulse and discovered the bond lived in his blood, not his ears.
Lysander - silver-eyed, grief-haunted, carrying his dead mother's last letter like a wound he wouldn't let close. He lost every sensation in his body and learned that love isn't something you feel. It's something you reach for.
Rhett - molecular, brilliant, the one whose composure had been cracking since the day we met. He lost every scent in the world and finally named what had driven him for two years. Not science. Hope.
I stripped each of them down to nothing. I used the power the founding houses murdered my parents to prevent. And beneath the silence and the darkness and the numbness, every single one of them found me.
The re-forged bonds were deeper than anything the Covenant could touch. We healed two kilometers of corrupted ley line. We repelled their assault without breaking stride.
Then Ilva changed the game. She didn't come for the source.
She took the academy. Every student. Every professor. Everyone we left behind.
And now we're going back.
Ashes and Oaths is a scorching paranormal why choose romance featuring bonds stripped to their roots and re-forged in fire, a feared power reclaimed as love, four devastating intimacy arcs, a cliffhanger ending, and a guaranteed HEA for the series. This is Book 5 of the Bloodmoon Heirs series.
Perfect for readers who love:
- Why choose romance where every bond is tested to destruction and rebuilt stronger
- A heroine who wields the most feared power in the world to heal, not harm
- Forced proximity deep underground with nowhere to run
- Fear trials that strip each hero bare and reveal what love really is
- Explicit intimacy that deepens with every sacrifice
- Found family under siege - the academy has fallen
- Ancient ley-line magic on a continental scale
- "Touch her and die" heroes who let her take everything and trust her to bring it back
- Cliffhanger endings that leave you desperate for the next book
- Happily-ever-after for readers who want the whole series journey
