Description

SHE’S UNDERCOVER. HE’S IN ROBES. NEITHER IS WHO THEY SAY — AND CATCHING FEELINGS WAS NOT IN THE BRIEFING.

She’s a burned spy hiding from the world’s most powerful criminal empire.

He’s a monk with a past he doesn’t talk about and a vow hanging on by pure spite.

The monastery was supposed to keep them both safe.

After three years undercover, Niamh gets rewarded with exile—stuffed into an alpine cloister at the end of the world like a bad joke no one wants to explain. Her only job? Lay low, shut up, and definitely don’t notice the brooding monk who keeps glowering at her like she’s a walking theological crisis with a sarcasm problem.

Brother Kayden likes silence, solitude, and not feeling anything inconvenient. Especially not for the sharp-tongued guest who tests his patience, pokes at his silence, and refuses to follow the rules.

Twenty monks and a spy—what could possibly go wrong?

A slow-burn thriller of secrets, sins, and the kind of chemistry that should absolutely come with a warning label.

Transparency Notice: This work was created with the assistance of Artificial Intelligence.