The Merger Elena Cross would rather burn her father's legacy to the ground than watch someone else destroy it slowly. When Wolfe Development swallows her firm's biggest client, she's forced into an uneasy partnership with the one man she swore she'd never work with again: Damian Wolfe, the ruthless developer who cost her the commission of her career three years ago — and, she believed, her father's dying wish. But Damian isn't the man she thought she knew. And the truth about Ashcombe isn't the one she's spent three years building her armor around. As they co-lead the most ambitious project either of them has ever attempted, old wounds crack open faster than either can control. Every late night over blueprints, every unguarded moment in a boardroom built for enemies, pulls them further from hostility and closer to something neither is prepared to survive. But secrets don't stay buried in a family like the Wolfes, and when Damian's mother reveals a version of Ashcombe far more complicated than the one he confessed to over dinner, Elena is forced to ask herself a harder question than whether she can trust him. She has to ask whether she can trust the person she's becoming around him. The Merger is a slow-burn enemies-to-lovers romance about legacy, pride, and the terrifying vulnerability of loving someone whose empire was partly built from the wreckage of your own — and discovering that the person who broke you might be the only one who ever truly understood what you were trying to build.

Wren Calder doesn't remember being anyone before the age of six. Neither does anyone else — her file, her birth record, her name, all wiped clean the same night the kingdom of Ashbound tore itself in half. She's built a life out of that blank page: licensed investigator, no family, no past worth mentioning. Then a Quiet Warden turns up dead, killed by a kind of magic that was supposed to have died with the Rending twenty years ago. The Crown wants it handled quietly. Wren wants to know why the killer's pattern keeps leading her back to her own erased life. The closer she gets to the truth, the more the truth looks like her own reflection. Someone is hunting down everyone who could still remember what happened the night the world broke — and Wren is running out of reasons to believe she isn't one of them. Some secrets don't stay buried. Some of them were never yours to bury in the first place.