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400 pages, ebook
First published July 30, 2019


Growing more irritated with his attitude, Kasis proceeded to have a conversation with herself, filling in Brand’s part for him.
“What do you think of your new digs, Kasia?” she rumbled in a deep bass, her attempt at a Brand impersonation. She even pretended to have bulging muscles, lifting her arms up to pretend to stand like him.
In a falsetto, she answered her own question. “This place is intimidating and ostentatious, Brand, but I think I can look past that. Thanks for asking.”
Another round of Brand in fake low voice. “I only want you to be happy, Kasia.”
The real Brand half sighed, half growled. “Kasia.”
She ignored him, continuing her part in a squeaky voice. “ Aww. You’re such a teddy bear, Boo-boo.”
“Boo-boo?”
The disgust in his voice had Kasia bursting out laughing. “My imaginary Brand likes it when I call him Boo-boo.”
Brand’s jaw clenched. “No, he wouldn’t.”
“You don’t get to dictate what my imaginary Brand likes or doesn’t like. I’ve known him longer than you.”
“But – “ Brand cut off his own argument and shook his head. “I can’t believe we’re talking about this.”
Kasia shrugged. “You brought it up. I was having a lovely conversation with you.”


Legend held that the man who captured a phoenix would be blessed. Unable to put a foot wrong. Every choice the right one. Every action leading to greater fortune.
Except legend had it wrong. The man had to capture the phoenix's heart.



✓ headstrong but willing to see reason
✓ take no-shit but kind
✓ loyal
✓ snarky
✓ powerful as fuck
✓ a "chosen one" trope but on a person who worked hard to have a bunch of skills and be useful
✓ and above all smart.



“My knight in shining scales,” she quipped.
“I’m no knight any more than you’re a princess,” came the immediate denial.
Huh. Little do you know.
She called to something deep inside him.
Mine , that voice whispered.
“It’s not smart to piss off a dragon.”
She lifted a single eyebrow and snorted— a very dragon sound. “Like you’d hurt me.”
There went that trust thing again, like a quiver of arrows unloaded into his heart. Only now, it just pissed him off.
Kasia kept pushing. “Look at how you handled our first meeting. Your instinct was to help me.”
Now he scowled. “My first instinct was to fuck you. Long and hard.”
To hell with supposed- tos, and the world outside, and what logic should tell her was a bad idea. She didn’t want to stop this, to fight it any longer.