It’s autumn in Hearth Springs, and Mara Quinn has come home to deal with her family’s old house. The house has other plans. While she was gone, it got strange inside: the library rearranges itself every Tuesday, a crow keeps tapping on the kitchen window like it wants to have a conversation, and the archive in the basement seems to have been expecting her. Mara sees sound as color, and this house is the loudest place she has ever walked into.
Then there’s Roan Holt, the fire chief, who has guarded the house and its archive for longer than anyone in town has been alive. He has spent six hundred years putting out fires, and he has no plan for the one Mara starts.
A steamy, open-door cozy fated mates romance with a dragon fire chief, a nosy small town, and a crow with no manners.
Book 1 of the Hearth Springs series.
