They say the cold is the only thing that kills you in the Kingdom of Lechia. They are wrong.

It’s the sound that warns you first. The thrumming clatter of wood on wood. The scream of eagle feathers cutting the wind. The Iron Legion is coming.

For months, I have been building this world of endless winter, bone magic, and "knife-to-throat" intimacy. I wanted a story that felt different—not the standard medieval fantasy, but something sharper, colder, and steeped in the brutal beauty of 17th-century Poland. I needed a cover that didn't just show the characters, but felt like the story.

Today, I am thrilled to finally share that vision with you.

About the Book

The Iron Heart of Winter is a Dark Romantic Fantasy about an endless winter, a sentient hut that walks on chicken legs, and two enemies trapped together by a blizzard that refuses to break.

The Hook: He is the King’s most lethal Wolf, sworn to hunt witches. She is the forest’s last defense, hiding a power that could end the world. When the Blizzard of Licho traps them in a magical hut, they must make a choice: kill each other, or survive the night.