Of Blood And Witchfire

In the mist-shrouded villages of Poland, where ancient gods still whisper through the trees and Catholic crosses stand guard over pagan groves, some inheritances come with a price written in blood.

When the old ways collide with the modern world, when forgotten deities stir beneath sacred mountains, and when the dead refuse to stay buried, only those who walk between worlds can maintain the balance.

This is the story of witches who remember what their bloodlines have forgotten. Of revenants bound not by Western vampire lore, but by the darker, deeper magic of Slavic soil. Of love that transcends the threshold between life and death, and the terrible, beautiful cost of awakening to what you truly are.

From the villages where strzygoń walk among the living to the sacred groves where Morana dreams of winter's return, Of Blood and Witchfire weaves together authentic Polish folklore with gothic romance, creating a world where the supernatural isn't fantasy – it's family legacy.

Some bloodlines carry more than DNA. Some inheritances demand everything.

A dark Slavic paranormal romance series exploring the collision of ancient pagan beliefs and modern faith, where love is the most dangerous magic of all.

The Inheritance (Of Blood And Witchfire Book 1)

Book #1 from the series: Of Blood And Witchfire

She inherited more than a key. She woke a curse.

When Maja Werner returns to her grandmother’s forgotten village beneath Łysa Góra, all she wants is silence – not secrets. But the iron key she carries unlocks something older than blood, older than the Church.

Something watching her.
Something bound to him.

Artur Wejchert is no ordinary man. He’s a ...

The Last Spring

Book #0 from the series: Of Blood And Witchfire

Some hungers are born of love. Others devour it.

When nineteen-year-old Zosia first glimpses the mysterious stranger watching her from the forest edge, she knows Ewa's warnings about straying too far from the village should have been heeded. But there's something about Artur – his ancient eyes, his voice like honey over broken glass – that calls...