{ "item_title" : "The Concord", "item_author" : [" Alexis Garcia "], "item_description" : "I wake into warmth, and into weight, and into the simple animal fact of not being alone. Kit is a warm sprawl along my left side, one arm flung over me, the bond between us humming low and settled in my chest: the knowledge that someone is home. Rian is across the room, already awake, his banked-gold eyes finding me the instant I move. He rises without a word and steps outside, leaving Kit and me the ruin, the gray-gold light, and the whole soft weight of a morning with nothing yet in it that wants us dead. Kit rolls half over me and stops performing. He kisses me slowly, one warm hand spread wide at the small of my back-and then his shadows join him. A cool, dark not-quite-touch trails up the inside of my wrist where no hand is. Another ghosts along my throat. Another curls at the bend of my knee, until I am touched all over at once by a man with only two hands. There she is, he murmurs against my mouth. That's my favorite sound in either world. Wren Halloway survived crossing the veil. Now every court in Aevenmoor wants to decide what she is-and who she belongs to. With Kit and Rian bonded to her, Wren is steadier than she has ever been. But the Hollows are spreading, the road behind them is closing, and the only path left leads north to Hjarrenost-and to Caelum, the Glacian crown prince whose face Wren drew before they ever met. The moment they see each other, the third bond strikes like a bell. Caelum has spent a century shaped by prophecy, restraint, and a mother who has been arranging his life toward Wren since before he was born. He wants her with a force that terrifies him. But Wren refuses to become another destiny he obeys without choosing. Then the five courts gather for the Concord Council. To them, Wren is a weapon, a cure, a political prize, or the beginning of the realm's destruction. As her aether-fevers worsen and a fourth thread begins pulling toward the mysterious Boneward of Sepulchre, Wren must stand before five rulers and claim the one thing none of them intends to grant her: The right to belong to herself. But the failing weave is moving faster than court politics. An enemy has closed the roads. The Star-Gates are becoming unstable. And the next choice Wren makes may scatter her mates across a dying world. Five courts want to decide what she is. Wren intends to answer for herself. The Concord is Book Two of the Aevenmoor Trilogy, an adult why-choose fantasy romance featuring fated mates, magical bonds, an ice prince with devastating restraint, morally gray protective heroes, court intrigue, found family, open-door spice, and a hard cliffhanger. It should be read after The Sundered.", "item_img_path" : "https://covers3.booksamillion.com/covers/bam/9/79/819/134/9798191349886_b.jpg", "price_data" : { "retail_price" : "11.99", "online_price" : "11.99", "our_price" : "11.99", "club_price" : "11.99", "savings_pct" : "0", "savings_amt" : "0.00", "club_savings_pct" : "0", "club_savings_amt" : "0.00", "discount_pct" : "10", "store_price" : "" } }

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