The hardest part of my mother's new marriage was being left behind in a secluded Swiss chalet with my two new stepbrothers, so I thought until they turned me into an addict. Oliver is the quiet storm, gentle, observant, and dangerously comforting. Gabriel is the avalanche, intense, brooding, and looking at me like I’m a secret he wants to devour. At first, we kept to ourselves in the cabin, polite and careful. But as the blizzards raged outside, the silence between us reduced. Accidental touches turned into lingering stares and whispered confessions in the dark. Soon, the boundary of ‘family’ shattered, and what started as a desperate search for warmth became an intoxicating, forbidden surrender to both of them. But the snowstorm didn't trap us here by accident. The cut phone lines weren't a coincidence. As our secret romance deepens, we discover we are pawns in a terrifying, calculated game. Someone locked us in this cabin together, waiting for us to cross the line.

Vor vier Jahren verließ Kirrily Archer Lachlan Vances Leben mit nichts als einem Koffer und einem ruinierten Namen. Lachlan, Sydneys gnadenloser Milliardär und Energiemogul, glaubte, seine Vertragsehefrau habe ihn verraten. Jemand hatte vertrauliche Informationen aus Vance Enterprises durchsickern lassen, was einen verheerenden Zusammenbruch innerhalb seines Unternehmens auslöste. Jedes Beweisstück schien direkt auf Kirrily zu zeigen. Er hielt nie inne, um nach dem Warum zu fragen. Er entdeckte nie, dass Kirrily gezwungen worden war, die Schuld auf sich zu nehmen. Jemand innerhalb seines Unternehmens hatte sie mit dem einen Ding bedroht, das sie nicht verlieren durfte – ihre jüngere Schwester, „Tahlia“. Würde Kirrily sich weigern zu kooperieren, würde sich Tahlias bereits angeschlagene Gesundheit noch weiter verschlechtern. Also opferte sich Kirrily. Sie ließ Lachlan sie hassen. Sie ließ Sydney ihren Ruf zerstören. Und als er sie hinaus in den Regen warf, ging sie, ohne ihm das eine Geheimnis zu verraten, das alles hätte verändern können.

Ragna was desperate to prove that she isn't a chaotic hazard; she challenged the academy’s most arrogant, infuriatingly flawless spell instructor, Brynjar Helle, to a magical duel. During the duel, she mispronounced a syllable, leading to Brynjar turning from a handsome man into a great grey owl. A very loud, annoying owl with an endless list of complaints. With this, Ragna Fjellström’s time at the prestigious Alberich Magic Academy is hanging by a thread; expelled in disgrace and bound by a curse that ties their magical cores together, Ragna and the feathery dictator are forced to embark on a grueling trek across the frozen Norwegian wilderness. Their destination? A mysterious, shifting inn hidden deep in the enchanted woods, rumored to house an ancient witch who can reverse the hex. But as they navigate treacherous blizzards, unpredictable magical guests, and an owl who absolutely refuses to admit he needs a student's help, Ragna begins to realize the botched spell wasn't an accident; it was premeditated.