What do you do when a sword starts weeping in your dreams?
Sister Destinie swore three vows. Poverty is a joke when you work for a billionaire werewolf. Chastity was stolen by a Fae lord's love spell. Obedience is all she has left, and obedience is killing innocent people.
When the Vatican imprisoned her Dark Fae blade, Destinie did as she was told. Then Rome began to freeze. Then the bodies started piling up. Then came the dreams, a woman's voice in the dark: Come back. I'm so cold without you.
A sword shouldn't have a voice. Shouldn't feel loneliness. Shouldn't love.
But Frostbane is no mere weapon. She chose Destinie, claimed her, refuses to let go. Some marriages are made in heaven. This one was forged in the Abyss.
She is Winter's Bride. And winter is calling her to the altar.
Genre: Urban Fantasy
Sister Destinie swore three vows. Poverty is a joke when you work for a billionaire werewolf. Chastity was stolen by a Fae lord's love spell. Obedience is all she has left, and obedience is killing innocent people.
When the Vatican imprisoned her Dark Fae blade, Destinie did as she was told. Then Rome began to freeze. Then the bodies started piling up. Then came the dreams, a woman's voice in the dark: Come back. I'm so cold without you.
A sword shouldn't have a voice. Shouldn't feel loneliness. Shouldn't love.
But Frostbane is no mere weapon. She chose Destinie, claimed her, refuses to let go. Some marriages are made in heaven. This one was forged in the Abyss.
She is Winter's Bride. And winter is calling her to the altar.
Genre: Urban Fantasy
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