She crawled out of a plague grave… into the arms of the man sent to condemn her.
England, 1348. The Black Death has taken half the village. Then it takes her.
Else dies of plague and is thrown into a mass grave. The healer's daughter, the last person in Ashenmere still boiling water instead of praying. Three days later, she claws her way out. The buboes are gone. Her blood runs dark beneath her skin. And when she touches the dying, they heal.
The Church sends Brother Callum to investigate. A monk with bruised knees and a faith held together by discipline alone, he expects a fraud. He finds a woman covered in grave dirt, saving lives the Church has already given up on.
He finds he longs to touch her the way he used to long for prayer. Like it might save him.
She is everything his vows forbid. Fierce, unsanctified, holy in a way the Church has no language for. And something ancient is waking beneath the earth, something vast and lonely, sealed for centuries, whose breath is the plague itself.
Else's blood is either the lock or the key. The Church would rather burn her than find out which.
As the dead begin to rise and the seal cracks wider, Else and Callum must choose: the pyre or each other. The world is ending. The cure is a woman the Church wants dead. And the only man willing to stand beside her has already set his faith on fire.
Bone Covenant is a dark gothic fantasy romance set in the world of the Black Death. An ancient horror that isn't evil. Just forgotten. And forgetting is what woke it up.
Content Note:
- Plague-era death and illness
- Religious persecution
- Body horror
- Mild on-page intimacy
