Nyra Vayne’s bloodline is cursed to make nightbloom roses obey, and the royal court wants to turn her gift into a weapon. Summoned to thorn-crowned Thornehall after nobles are found bound in vines and stuffed with petals, Nyra must hunt a killer who wields her family’s magic with a signature that feels wrong… and far too familiar.
At her side stands Kellan Rhys, the king’s spymaster—beautifully controlled, ruthlessly loyal, and impossible to read. He calls her a witch. She calls him a liar. Together they chase bloodrunes through locked archives, memory-stones, and corridors that remember every secret ever whispered in the dark.
But each new body tightens the noose. A prophecy stirs. The Eternal Rose—an ancient bloom said to bring rebirth or ruin—begins to wake, and Nyra can feel it reaching for her from somewhere beyond the veil. If it ruptures, life and death will bleed together, and the court will drown in the memories it tried to bury.
To stop the bloom deaths, Nyra will have to decide what she’ll sacrifice first: the truth, her freedom… or the one man who might be worth trusting.