I sold my soul the night my father died. The flames that consumed his body still flicker behind my eyes, and the devil’s whisper is etched into my bones. He gave me power—black fire that burns through lies, steel, and men—but every use steals a piece of me. Now, the ones who murdered my father are within reach. But I can feel it: the more vengeance I take, the less human I become.

The "Ice Banshee" who freezes demons solid but melts for one man alone. This fiery-tempered elven warrior carries seven years of frozen longing in her heart since that fateful night when her childhood sweetheart sacrificed himself to save her from Tabitha's demon horde. Two soulmates torn apart at fourteen, one dragged to hellish captivity while the other carved a frozen path of vengeance across the realm. For seven long winters they've been circling each other's legends - he rising as the new Lord of Stormspire, she becoming both terror to demons and guardian to orphans. That childish marriage pact under the stars still burns... especially when her magic accidentally sculpts his face in ice or her pendant flares with his danger. Now their paths are converging again in spectacular fashion. Beneath that corset of frozen fury beats the heart of a girl who never stopped waiting. Though she'd rather freeze her own tongue than admit it.