Royal alchemist Kaethe knows two things:

Drinking tea made from steeped riverhearts will cure almost anything.

Never, ever trust an orc.

But when a rumor that she believes pertains to her missing brother has her leaving the safety and warmth of King Arkain and Queen Elvie’s court, she finds herself in the heart of the orc’s territory. Brokenbone Mountain is rumored to be filled with unspeakable danger. And if you can survive the harsh elements, those foul creatures that call the mountain home will enjoy feasting on your bones.

Delightful.

Bazur, General of the Black Claw Clan, has no time for humans. The years have turned him as cold as the mountain he calls home. The last thing he needs to turn up in one of his traps is a brightly-colored hair human who danger seems to be following like a shadow. Bazur should turn her away and let the beasts have an easy dinner. But there is something about her that stops him. That propels him to take her in and keep her safe.

Even if she seems terrified of him.

When one of his soldiers falls ill, Kaethe is the only one able to save him. In return, Bazur promises her safe passage through the mountain and volunteers to watch over her while she acts as a healer to his village.

As the nights on Brokenbone Mountain grow longer and colder, Kaethe and Bazur learn that the other is not what they appear. Will their distrust for each other give way to the passion brewing between them? Or are some old wounds too deep to heal?

Dove Kline has been preparing for this day since the moment she turned twenty-five: the day she and the other unmarried people her age are left out in the freezing snow to await him.

The Frost King.

The last time he took a human tribute from their small provincial town has been lost to time. Yet this barbaric tradition remains in the hopes that the harsh winters that plague their land will finally be lifted.

Dove expects this offering to be like all the others, and she’ll return to her loving mother and sister before the sun sets. Those hopes are quickly dashed when he appears. The Frost King is a legend—a monster that lurks in the deepest, darkest parts of her nightmares. Yet, the figure before her, atop a magnificent white horse, is alluring.

Numb from the cold and the shock of seeing such a creature, Dove is powerless to resist as The Frost King breaks from tradition and claims her. Together, they ride away from all she’s ever known and cross over the cursed Frost Mountains.

There, Dove learns there may be more to The Frost King than meets the eye. One minute, he is hot, burning with such unbridled intensity for her—only to turn cold the next—as if two different males exist within him. Locked inside his castle, Dove must uncover the secrets he holds dear if she ever wishes to leave this place.

An ancient curse. A burning cold. A temptation he shouldn’t give into.

This human is different from all the others he’s seen over the centuries. She tempts the parts of him that remember the male he once was—not the beast he’s been transformed into. With time quickly running out, she may be his last possible chance at salvation.

Will she succumb to their burning passion and help thaw his frozen heart? Or will the deadly curse turn their fledgling bond into ice?