Lyra R. Saenz

A HOPE, LONG EXTINGUISHED, RESURRECTED IN THE NOTES OF A WITCH’S SONGWren Nocturne, a long-dead witch, wakes up cold, alone, but very much alive on the floor of a haunted asylum, in a present where witches are naught but ash in the wind.Bloodbound by...

Dare she allow her fears to be washed away by the tides of a forbidden kiss?Magdalena never wanted to be a kept woman, but after her husband strikes gold deep-sea mining, Adriano would like nothing more than to see his wife happily at home raising...

What's more frightening: The mask? Or the reason it's worn?Forced to flee her lover, the witch Wren Nocturne knows she still owes a debt. She must exact vengeance for those who resurrected her. Alone, and masquerading as an abused Firefly, she...

I saw my death coming.It was staring me in the face through the eyes of another witch, but I was wrong. It’s an easy mistake to make, that your enemies would be the cause. Death didn’t come from the front. It didn’t even come from behind. No, my death...