The Ruins Of Silverthorn

My name's Amira Laurent, paranormal investigator, ghost debunker, side-eye champion. I don't believe in fate, prophecies, or fairytales.

One minute I'm chasing down hauntings in Atlanta with my ride-or-die bestie, Cinda. The next? I'm yanked through a glowing Veil into a whole-ass realm called Vareth, where the sky changes like moods and folks are real serious about calling me "Your Majesty."

Plot twist: I'm the long-lost heir to a ruined kingdom called Silverthorn. The land's alive, the palace is cursed, and the shadows? Yeah, they whisper my name like I'm the final season of a prophecy that's been on pause for centuries.

Then there's Kaelor. Seven feet of silver-skinned, horned Guardian who says I'm his mate like it's the most normal thing ever. Bro's got ancient armor, big "touch her and die" energy, and eyes that look at me like I'm already his entire world.

Too bad there's also a cursed demon king trying to come back from magical hell using my blood-and oh yeah, he lowkey wants me to be his queen. Hard pass.

Now I've got magic I never asked for, a soul-deep mate bond I can't ignore, and a talking wolf the size of a damn horse shadowing my every step. And the kingdom? Half of it wants me on the throne. The other half wants me sacrificed on it.

No pressure.

The Ruins of Silverthorn is a spicy, high-stakes fantasy romance about survival, sisterhood, and the kind of soul stirring magic that shakes kingdoms. Book One in the Echoes of Silver and Shadows series.

✨ Real Talk Warning
There's heat. There's heart. There's language. If you like your fantasy with bite, burn, and badassery? You just found your next obsession.