Power was never the danger. Want was.
On Samhain night, with treachery seated beside the throne and the dead stirring beneath the House of Faces, Macha felt him at her back—steady, lethal, far too close. She was meant to hold Ulaid together, not crave the man sworn to protect her. But desire turned every choice into something dangerous.
Ruairi had already crossed death once. Macha was far more dangerous.
Macha stood before him with fire in her eyes while Ulaid cracked apart around her, and every vow he’d sworn strained toward breaking. He was her blade, her shield, the last thing standing between her and the darkness rising through the court. He was never meant to want her like this.
The dead had always spoken to Breda. She never expected them to speak his name.
As the House of Faces began to fracture, the whispers pulled her toward truths long buried within Ulaid—and toward a shadowed man who felt more like a warning than salvation. The dead were no longer content to whisper.
Cian lived with the damage he helped create—and the woman he could not save.
Old magic bound him to grief, guilt, and a past that refused to stay buried. Love had failed them before. It might fail them again.
As Samhain descends, loyalties fracture, the dead grow restless, and Ulaid begins to unravel.
I always look forward to a new book from Hanna Park, and Tides of Treachery certainly didn't disappoint.
One of the things I enjoy most about this author's work is the way she draws on Celtic mythology and folklore to create worlds that feel rich and believable. Ulaid is a fascinating setting, and I quickly found myself caught up in the dangers facing the kingdom.
Macha is the sort of heroine I enjoy reading about. She is courageous and determined, but she also has moments of doubt that make her feel real. I was equally invested in Ruairi's journey, and I loved watching their relationship develop as the story unfolded.
The House of Faces and the secrets hidden within Castle Rock were among my favourite parts of the book. They gave the story a wonderfully eerie atmosphere and kept me eager to discover what would happen next.
The final chapters had me turning the pages late into the evening, and by the end I was already hoping there would be more to come.
Another enjoyable read from an author whose books I always look forward to reading.
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Tides of Treachery
I began my writing career in the pre-dawn of a winter morning while my husband snored like a train. We could call my husband the catalyst. If it weren’t for him, I would never have gone to the kitchen to make a pot of coffee, feed the cat, and sit on the loveseat in front of the fire. It was there, in those moments of wondrous quiet, that I did something I had never thought possible. I opened my laptop, and while the coffee went cold, I wrote a story. My husband had no idea that these sojourns to the loveseat in front of the fire would become a daily occurrence, that writing would become an obsession, but the cat knew. She knows everything.
I write stories that make you laugh, make you cry, and make you love. Thank you, friends, for reading!
In the beginning, there was an empty page.
I am a writer who lives in Muskoka, Canada, with a husband who snores, a hungry cat, and an almost perfect canine––he’s an adorable little shit.
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