Three days. One blizzard. And a ritual that won’t let us walk away.
Rianne The library was supposed to be my hiding place. Everyone thinks I’m away for the holidays, but really I’m nursing a broken heart with wine, snacks, and silence while the storm buries the town.
Then one old book lit up in my hands, and now I’m locked inside with a stranger who radiates cold power and impossible demands. I don’t want to need him. I don’t want to want him.
But the magic keeps pulling us closer.
Stenrik She spoke the words, and now the magic binds her to me. The storm I can endure. The danger I can fight. But her?
Warm, stubborn, heartbreak shining through every defiant look… she tempts me past the distance I swore to keep. I should protect her and nothing more.
Instead, I ache to claim her before the snow stops falling.
Three nights snowed in. One bond sealed by ritual. And when the storm ends, I may not have the strength to let her go.
