Shadowbound Book One: The Tithe's Daughter
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Last published Wed, Mar 26, 2025
Seren, raised as a Titheborn, is taken to the Faewild to fulfill her duty. She struggles to navigate the brutal politics of the Fae Courts, especially when her path becomes entangled with Vaerion Morathiel, the cold and mysterious heir to the House of Shadows. But as she tries to survive in a world where she does not belong, dark whispers of The Umbraheart stir and Seren may be the key to either saving or destroying both realms.
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