Serena Vaelor builds kings out of ink and scars. Her breakout duology about Ardan-a exiled, battle-worn king who claws his kingdom back from ash-turned the internet feral. Readers see themselves in his loneliness. They quote his rage, his vows, his refusal to stay broken. Serena thinks he's fiction. Thorin Oakenshield knows better. From the first time he sees her across the marble floors of Apex, Zurich's most dangerous neutral ground, something in him goes very still. From the first page of Fire and Stone, it gets worse. Ardan's exile. His wandering. The weight of a ruined mountain on his back. It isn't just familiar. It's his life-with the serial numbers filed off and his heart left open on the page. He should walk away. Instead, he has her vetted, watches from a distance... and is still not ready when her name lands in his security files. Serena Vaelor wants an apartment in Erebor Tower. Quiet. Secure. No questions asked. She doesn't know her enemies aren't just jealous relatives, or that the man she's hiring for protection is the real king she's been writing for years. She doesn't know that stepping under his roof paints a target on them both. In a city of glass and stone, a hunted author and the man who recognises himself in her pages have to decide what to do with the past she accidentally exposed: Hide it. Weaponise it. Or build something new on top of the ruin-together. *She thought she was writing a king learning how to live with his scars-until the man who survived them stepped out of her pages and asked what they were going to do with the rest of his life.* I don't own any of the Tolkien characters they belong to the original creator. Serena and the other along with the storyline are mine though.
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