Maren Calloway finds missing heirs for a living. She never expected to find one in the mirror. When a routine probate case lands on her desk a girl born in 1999, presumed dead in a 2007 house fire, heir to the Ashford family fortune Maren notices what nobody else did: there was no fire. No fire marshal's report. No hospital records. No death. Just a sealed adoption file, a name-change record filed twenty-seven days after the "fire," and a birth mother's name that matches the one word she's carried her whole life: Evelyn. The missing heir is not a stranger. She is Maren. Chasing the truth pulls her through the gates of Ashwood Hall and into a family that erased her to protect a fortune, a secret, and a lie decades in the making; a twin sister she never knew she had, a grandfather guarding a confession that could destroy them all, and a woman willing to do anything to make sure Maren disappears a second time. With a genealogist's instincts, a growing alliance with investigator Gabriel Reyes, and nothing left to lose, Maren has to prove not just who she is but who tried to bury her, and why. The truth does not stay buried forever. Not when the girl they erased knows exactly how to find what is hidden.

The King of Vantrel is dying, and by ancient law he leaves no chosen heir. Custom does not permit it. Instead, the old rite demands the Trial of the Unclaimed: seven royal bastards, abandoned as infants and raised in mud, poverty, and violence far from the capital, are dragged back to face judgment in the one place built to kill them, the Black Canopy Jungle. The prize is the obsidian throne. The cost is almost certainly their lives. Regent Malkokh has already decided the outcome. Forty assassins wait inside the ruins disguised as temple guardians, and only Darius, the Regent's polished, court-raised favorite, is meant to walk out alive. Saya knows nothing of crowns or court politics. She knows how to stop a wound from bleeding and how to keep a stranger breathing until morning. She never wanted a throne. She barely believes she has a right to one. But something older than the kingdom itself is watching from deep inside the ruined temple spires, a titan of black glass and gold that has slept through a thousand tyrants, and it is not measuring who fights the best. It is measuring who bleeds for someone else. As the siblings scatter through poisoned rivers, ambushes, and their own bitter history, alliances form in the unlikeliest places, and even Malkokh's chosen heir starts to wonder whether loyalty to a corrupt crown is worth what it has already cost him. When the trap finally closes at the Great Cataract, the fight that follows will decide far more than who sits on the throne. It will decide who Vantrel actually belongs to. Crown of the Unclaimed is an epic fantasy of rigged trials, fractured bloodlines, and a mercy strong enough to move a mountain of ancient stone.