Seven nights. One cursed king. A thief who was only supposed to steal the crown. The city of Vareth only surfaces once every hundred years - a burning labyrinth of magma and forgotten magic rising from the ash. Most people treat it as a legend. Lira knows better. She came to rob it. She didn't come to wake its king. But the moment her blood touches the ancient seal in the Royal Vault, Gareth stirs from centuries of cursed sleep - immortal, furious, and trapped behind a heart of obsidian stone. He is everything the old stories warned about: regal, ruthless, and burning with a power he can barely contain. And now he tells her she cannot leave. The city is already sinking. The lower levels are filling with fire. And according to the Immortal King, there is only one way out - break the curse before the seventh night falls, or Vareth takes them both down with it. The problem is, breaking the curse might cost more than either of them is willing to pay. Lira has survived on her wits and her blades her entire life. She doesn't believe in destiny, doesn't trust kings, and definitely doesn't intend to die in a burning city for a man who has been asleep for a century. But the more time she spends navigating Vareth's crumbling corridors beside Gareth - trading sharp words, dark truths, and the kind of looks that have no business passing between enemies - the more she wonders if some bargains are worth the price after all. The Ash Bride is a standalone adult romantasy featuring enemies-to-lovers, a slow-burn romance with a 4/5 spice rating, a cursed immortal king, and a heroine who refuses to go quietly into any good night.