"This lush dark Gothic fantasy debut by Lindsey Hart weaves haunting worldbuilding, goddess-blessed magic, and an aching slow-burn romance into a story of legacy, devotion, and survival. Perfect for fans of V.E. Schwab, Rachel Gillig, and Hannah Whitten—and for listeners who crave gothic fantasy steeped in tension, magic, and emotional depth.
Aurelia Moirae never asked for power—or for the gods who carved her bloodline to come calling.
When her world collapses, Aurelia is dragged into Nyxarra, a mist-shrouded city ruled by blood bargains, ancient grudges, and magic long thought buried. What begins as a desperate attempt to save her brother quickly unravels into something far more dangerous.
With a haunted warrior at her side and a beautiful monster at her throat, Aurelia must face the stories etched into her blood—and the cost of daring to rewrite them.
Power is a curse. Love is a risk. And survival may cost her everything she has left.
“The thorns we inherit do not ask permission. They prick, they scar, they remind us that beauty was never meant to be harmless. And neither were we.”"
"We are sworn enemies, but she's having my baby.
How, you ask?
Well, I'm also wondering the same thing.
How the hell do people in that stupid fertility clinic mistake my sperm and inject it into the wrong woman . . .
The same woman I fired just the day before for running her mouth off at me.
Contains mature themes."
"Never get so drunk that you end up posting on social media that you want your best friend to marry you. You might get kidnapped and flown away in a private jet to get hitched to said best friend.
The best friend who took your V-card in college and promised to marry you if you were still single in ten years . . . The best friend who made you come so Unicorntastically that it ruined you for all other men . . . The best friend you did not talk to in ten years and is now a big a$$ billionaire . . .
So, now he wants to make good on his decade old promise and marry me . . . without my freaking approval!!
This Geekalicious Billionaire is bent on seducing the woman who got away whether she wants it or not.
Contains mature themes."
"A stranger agreed to be my fake boyfriend—for one day.
And really, I was not prepared for him to charm the pants right off my parents . . .
Well, unfortunately for him, my pants are not going anywhere soon, thank you very much.
It's a one day arrangement only and that's it. Nothing more! So what if he struts his gears like Jason Momoa?
No way will I let him tempt me . . .
I'm never going to see him again after all once the day is over. It would be so stupid of me to risk my heart, right?
Contains mature themes."
"What do you do when you wake up in bed next to an Adonis god with a wedding band on your finger and no recollections of the night before?
Except for maybe one single memory where you lost a hand of cards to the sexy stranger and agreed to marry him. Seriously, how drunk was I?!
Well, whatever the case, you sure as hell do not agree to stay married to the Greek God and be his wife!
I mean what if he had a crooked dick or something. There was bound to be a catch, right? Because why the hell would he want the plain-Jane-me as his wife?
OK, so he did say he needed to get married and it would save him all the work of actually having to find someone, date them, propose, and go through months of wedding planning. But like how the freaking hell is that a valid reason?!
And now, he is asking for a weekend to prove to me that we are perfect for each other. Should I agree? Especially when my body is reacting all on its own and going into instant combustion every time he touches me.
Contains mature themes."
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