Ice Cloud

The Princess & the Wolf, Ice Cloud Book One

Cover art by Durjay

A princess desperate to protect her child. A lone wolf learning to live again. And a whimsical little boy who sees what others can’t.

ISOLDE

I’m a young widow whose only purpose is protecting my son from my former father-in-law. I never expected to forge an alliance with a wolf shifter or to want more from him than safety. After all I’ve endured, how can I feel this way for a man I barely know? Still, he’s my only chance, and the longer we’re together, the more I wonder if I may be his, too.

FOSTER

I’m a lone wolf in every sense. Scarred, secretive, and unexpectedly adopted into a ragtag family. When a prince from the Woodland Realm proposes an exchange of favors, I’m sent north to the Ice Cloud Kingdom. Just gather intel. Report back. Simple. Then they drag her into the throne room. Battered, proud, and burning with a defiance I can’t ignore. Suddenly, it’s not just a mission anymore.

EIRWYN
I’m just a little boy, but I know Mama’s been sad for a long time. She tries to hide it from me, but I can see it. Then we end up in Isenheim, where the ice is mean and rude, and a wolf giant takes her away from me. He’ll bring her back, though. Stories never end with mothers staying gone. And when he does, the three of us can figure out how to make the ice nice again. 

The Prince & the Sprite, Ice Cloud Book Twp

Cover art by Durjay

A sprite with a heart full of wonder. A prince forged in service. And an animal companion offering his opinions on everything -- free of charge and full of judgment. 

LYR

I'm a warrior prince, bound to silence and sacrifice. To protect my family, I trade my blade for favors, my heart for duty, and my name for leverage. Now I'm at the vampire court rooting out a traitor. Quick, clean, done. Then I find her. My mate. She's small, strange, and blue... and she sings to the parts of me I never show anyone. Now how do I learn to be something other than a marble statue?

TILLY

I'm a frost sprite with too many feelings, a hoard of shiny things, and absolutely no idea how to fix everything that's broken. Then someone tosses me into a glasshouse like I'm a potted plant. Rude. But I don't wilt. I make do. I play pretend. And I look for a way out. Then he shows up. My mate. Quiet, glowering, and gorgeous... but he keeps walls between us, including a pillow one. Now how do I find a way inside them?

NIMBUS

I am the bonded companion of an emotionally constipated, duty-bound fae prince who desperately needs someone to light his carefully ordered world on fire. And let's just say watching him fumble his way through love is going to be the most fun I've had in my long, illustrious life. All seven years of it. Now how do I make this even more entertaining?