Nicole Ryan

Fleur keeps to the edges-of the forest, of the town, of other people. She likes it that way. Her magic is quiet, the kind practiced in herbs and tea leaves, in instinct and salt at the door. Winnie runs the tavern the way she runs her life: steady, simple, alone, and she tells herself that's enough. But when a snowstorm brings Fleur to her door, that contentment begins to fade. The hearth breathes deeper, the walls seem to listen, and in the hush between them, something old and tender, begins to awaken.
As the Yule Moon rises, magic stirs, choices reveal themselves, and two women must decide what it means to stay-when every part of them is used to leaving. A cozy, witchy romantasy about quiet magic, unexpected warmth, and love made not just by fate, but by choice.