House of Hollow Vows
(2026)(The fourth book in the Hollister Brothers series)
A novel by Danielle E Voss
She walked four miles barefoot to buy a fence. He gave her a name instead.
Maren Solvay is the last of a witch house that spent a century selling its workings to the wrong people. She's carrying the only thing Halvard Voss has wanted for fifty years: a ledger that records every debt fourteen witch houses owe him, and the one working her grandmother burned rather than let him have. She's already killed two of his men with a handful of salt. She has nowhere left to run but the Hollister land, where a ward her family made has been dying for eleven years.
Knox Hollister has stood at that creek every autumn waiting for the fence to fall so he can be the one holding it up. He's not looking for a wife. He's not looking for anything. Then a woman with her boots in her hand crosses a ward that should have killed her and offers him a deal: sanctuary under the old terms, which means marriage, witnessed, blood on the threshold. Paper only. Nobody feels a thing.
His wolf hears it differently.
Now there's a Voss coming up the road in daylight with his hands where you can see them, a man on a chain in a house in Casper, and a book that could end a war or start one. Maren has one working left that nobody's cast in sixty years, and she knows exactly what it costs.
Maren Solvay is the last of a witch house that spent a century selling its workings to the wrong people. She's carrying the only thing Halvard Voss has wanted for fifty years: a ledger that records every debt fourteen witch houses owe him, and the one working her grandmother burned rather than let him have. She's already killed two of his men with a handful of salt. She has nowhere left to run but the Hollister land, where a ward her family made has been dying for eleven years.
Knox Hollister has stood at that creek every autumn waiting for the fence to fall so he can be the one holding it up. He's not looking for a wife. He's not looking for anything. Then a woman with her boots in her hand crosses a ward that should have killed her and offers him a deal: sanctuary under the old terms, which means marriage, witnessed, blood on the threshold. Paper only. Nobody feels a thing.
His wolf hears it differently.
Now there's a Voss coming up the road in daylight with his hands where you can see them, a man on a chain in a house in Casper, and a book that could end a war or start one. Maren has one working left that nobody's cast in sixty years, and she knows exactly what it costs.
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