The Fool & the Threads of Time (paperback)

"LOVE THIS BOOK!!! (Yes, in ALL CAPS!)"

Is your idea of a good time…

🔥 A crown prince brought to his knees (figuratively…and literally 🥵) by love at first sight, defying millennia of tradition to claim the shy, outcast emissary as his own?

🔥 A deliciously spicy romance steeped in enchanted settings and sprinkled with alchemical secrets, a lost tarot mythos, and a love hawt enough to set multiple timelines ablaze?

🔥 A found family of magical misfits defending their beloved bookshop against a creepy self-help cult leader whose obsession with immortality could unravel the very fabric of time?

🔥 An epic love story proving not even death can keep these soulmates apart…though it might require multiple lifetimes, bending a few cosmic laws, and one very persistent prince who’s determined to reclaim his true love—in and out of the bedroom? ❤️‍🔥

If that's a yes, please, then you'll love The Fool & the Threads of Time.

Now…

My relationship is a smoldering dumpster fire, and I, Ev Knox, am done with love.

Anyway, I’ve got way bigger problems than romance: a developer with mysterious ties to a sinister self-help cult is after the bookstore Aunt Zell left me, and eerie occurrences are piling higher than unpaid bills. An impossibly glowing sword, a book that shouldn’t be there, and sulfur-smelling wraiths are only the beginning. 

And then, in strides Matthew Byrne, with his lean runner’s build and a crooked smile that should be illegal—a distraction I seriously don’t need.

So why does it feel like walking away will upend my whole world when we’ve known each other all of three days?

A long, long time ago…

My cheeks are still flaming over those crass courtiers’ whisperings about Prince Mathias—something about capturing his heart and his you-know-what. Already prince of Harandaal, a country renowned for its staggering wealth, after tonight’s ball he’ll be crowned Ashborn as well, a vaunted title making him the most eligible bachelor in all Seven Kingdoms.

So why are his eyes locking on mine—me, Evelyn Nyx, the despised Asir emissary? And why is my pulse racing as he crosses the ballroom (Ius save me, he’s every bit as handsome as those courtiers claimed) when I know better than to disgrace my Order by falling prey to such lustfulness? 

Flesh is the gateway to Silence, chastity the path of the wise. Just keep telling yourself that, Evelyn…

Why choose this edition?

This version is printed with noticeably better quality than a mega retailer who shall not be named—smoother, heavier paper, crisper interior print, and a brighter, sharper cover.

I also receive a significantly higher royalty, which directly supports my writing. Shipping is a bit pricier and not as speedy, but the quality makes it worth the wait!

That said, no matter where you choose to purchase the book, I'm just thrilled you’re reading it! Thank you for your support. ❤️