From New York Times bestselling author Rachel Gillig comes a sensational romantasy, a gothic, mist-cloaked tale of a young prophetess forced on an impossible quest with the one knight whose future is beyond her sight. Sybil Delling has spent nine years dreaming of having no dreams at all. Like the other foundling girls who traded a decade of service for a home in the great cathedral, Sybil is a Diviner. In her dreams she receives visions from six unearthly figures known as Omens. From them, she can predict terrible things before they occur, and lords and common folk alike travel across the kingdom of Traum’s windswept moors to learn their futures by her dreams. Just as she and her sister Diviners near the end of their service, a mysterious knight arrives at the cathedral. Rude, heretical, and devilishly handsome, the knight Rodrick has no respect for Sybil’s visions. But when Sybil’s fellow Diviners begin to vanish one by one, she has no choice but to seek his help in finding them. For the world outside the cathedral’s cloister is wrought with peril. Only the gods have the answers she is seeking, and as much as she’d rather avoid Rodrick’s dark eyes and sharp tongue, only a heretic can defeat a god.

A stunningly haunting gothic romantasy inspired by the Scottish legend of the Washerwoman, following an immortal woman cursed to wash the grave clothes of the dying for eternity and the man blood-sworn to kill her. Perfect for readers who love The Knight and the Moth, One Dark Window, and Outlander. They call her a monster. A murderess. But legends rarely tell the whole truth... For over a century, Bea has haunted the River’s End. Forced to eternally wash the grave clothes of the dying, she spends her days searching the bloodstained garments she cleanses for the pieces of a spell that could finally break her curse and allow her to go to her rest. But Bea’s search is interrupted when the river brings her a warning: He is coming. Brennen knows the Washwoman’s tale all too well—the monster who murdered the woman he loved and left him with nothing but an unbreakable vow of vengeance. So when he’s assigned as her guard, he believes the Fates have finally blessed him. But the woman he finds at the River's End is nothing like the monster from her legend. When women across the kingdom begin to vanish and mysterious deaths follow—deaths only Bea can foresee—Brennen is forced into an uneasy alliance with the very woman he’s spent years hunting. But as they search for answers, hatred twists into reluctant trust, and trust into something far more dangerous: desire. With fate closing in and time running out, Brennen must decide if he will damn his soul to save the woman he swore to kill, while Bea must choose between the rest she once longed for and the love that could destroy them both. The Knight and the Moth meets outlander in this slow burn romantasy based on Scottish Lore. Tropes: True Enemies to Lovers/Hate to Love, Slow Burn, Forced Proximity, Guard/Prisoner, Reluctant Allies, Forbidden Love, Yearning, One Bed, Possessive MMC, Scottish Folklore, Dragons, Rune Magic.

From a god-fearing Muslim boy enraptured with their mother, to a vocal, queer drag queen estranged from their family, this is a heart-breaking and hilarious memoir about the author’s fight to be true to themself My name is Amrou Al-Kadhi – by day. By night, I am Glamrou, an empowered, fearless and acerbic drag queen who wears seven-inch heels and says the things that nobody else dares to. Growing up in a strict Iraqi Muslim household, it didn’t take long for me to realise I was different. When I was ten years old, I announced to my family that I was in love with Macaulay Culkin in Home Alone. The resultant fallout might best be described as something like the Iraqi version of Jerry Springer: The Opera. And that was just the beginning. This is the story of how I got from there to here: about my teenage obsession with marine biology, and how fluid aquatic life helped me understand my non-binary gender identity; about my two-year scholarship at Eton college, during which I wondered if I could forge a new identity as a British aristocrat (spoiler alert: it didn’t work); about discovering the transformative powers of drag while at university (and how I very nearly lost my mind after I left); and about how, after years of rage towards it, I finally began to understand Islam in a new, queer way. Most of all, this is a book about my mother. It’s the journey of how we lost and found each other, about forgiveness, understanding, hope – and the life-long search for belonging.

A folk monster horror romance novella for fans of Meg Smitherman's Swallow, Fervor, and Keri Lake's Anathema. Every five years, the god of life demands his tithe. A bride. A beloved for the eternal spring. An end to winter’s grasp on Belagora. Senka was raised watching the solemn parade to the altar, the maiden in red laying herself down in supplication. In submission. But when blue hyacinth blooms in the snow outside Senka’s home, she knows she’s next. Defying the god’s call means dooming Belagora to eternal winter, and in a village built on faith, the roots of fear run deep. Don’t ask questions. Obey. Revere. All prices Senka is unwilling to pay. But as the god’s hold on Senka tightens, the line between desire and dread cuts paper thin. A wicked hunger blooms inside her, threatening everything she’s ever believed about herself. But Senka made a promise. She will not submit—not even to a ravening god.