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  • Kael Stormrend • Strength That Chooses Restraint

    Kael Stormrend is not introduced as fury.
    He is introduced as control.

    King of the Shapeshifters, War General, protector of a people forged by instinct and survival, Kael has lived forty-five years with a storm in his blood and a crown on his shoulders. He carries both with equal discipline.

    To the outside world, he is the wolf-king: decisive, relentless, impossible to break in battle. His leadership is respected not because he dominates, but because he endures. He stands at the front of every conflict not to prove strength, but to absorb what would otherwise shatter those behind him.

    But power has never been the thing that defines Kael.

    What defines him is fear.

    Not fear of enemies.
    Not fear of death.
    But fear of his own fury.

    Among the shapeshifters, rage is not a flaw, it is inheritance. Wolves are taught to trust instinct, to answer threat with teeth and claws, to survive by becoming sharper than the world around them. Kael mastered that instinct early. Too early.

    And once you learn how easily strength can hurt what it means to protect, you never stop carrying that knowledge.

    So Kael learned restraint before he learned peace.

    As king, tradition demands obedience.
    Hierarchy. Pack law. Clear dominance.

    As a man, something quieter asks for truth.

    He does not want a mate who submits to his power.
    He wants one who does not flinch from it.

    When the bond with Aistriana surfaces during a fractured council summit, amid politics, suspicion, and centuries of old wounds, it does not feel like victory. It feels like exposure. The bond does not soothe the storm in him. It stands beside it.

    And that is what unsettles him most.

    Kael does not dream of conquest.
    He dreams of standing still.

    Of being present without fear of breaking what he loves.
    Of choosing protection over possession.
    Of learning that strength can exist without domination.

    I don’t want to tame you.

    I want to stand beside you when you burn.

    This is not a declaration of romance.
    It is a declaration of philosophy.

    Kael Stormrend believes that true power does not command.
    It witnesses.
    It stays.
    It bears the weight without demanding submission in return.

    His story is not about becoming softer.
    It is about learning that restraint is not weakness, and that fury, when acknowledged instead of denied, can become loyalty instead of destruction.

    He is not the calm after the storm.

    He is the one who learned how to hold it.

    Kael’s journey begins in The Whisper War, where loyalty, restraint, and awakening bonds first collide.

    Kael’s story unfolds across the Threads of the Triad series, available on Amazon. https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FM4HFXPZ

  • Aistriana Sylveth • She Who Threaded Realms

    The Thread That Holds the Realms

    Aistriana Sylveth is not introduced as a beginning.
    She is introduced as a continuation.

    Former Queen of the Fairies, she stands at the crossing of bloodlines that were never meant to meet: Sun Elf and Moon Elf, Werelynx, Vampire. A tribrid not by ambition, but by inheritance, born of a forbidden love that once threatened to fracture the balance of the realms themselves.

    She carries that legacy quietly.

    At 748 years old, Aistriana appears no older than a woman in her mid-thirties, yet her presence is layered with centuries of decisions, losses, and alliances. Once crowned Queen of the Fairies, she ruled not through conquest, but through binding, weaving fragile accords between powers that did not trust one another. It is why she came to be known as She Who Threaded Realms.

    But threads come at a cost.

    Ancient magic settles heavily in her bones. Political responsibility leaves little room for softness. And grief: unprocessed, unspoken, fractures her inner world more deeply than any war ever could. What she lost is not easily named, and what remains is a woman who learned that love can destabilize worlds just as easily as it can save them.

    So she locks her heart behind duty.

    Not out of coldness.
    Out of survival.

    When the triad bond awakens: binding her to Kael, Aedric, and Vharon, it does not arrive as salvation. It arrives as a reckoning. Three soul-bonds do not promise balance; they demand it. They force her to face a future she never asked for, and a past she has never truly buried.

    Aistriana does not seek peace as an ideal.
    She understands it as labor.

    “Peace is not the absence of pain.
    It’s what we choose to build in spite of it.”

    This is where her story begins.
    Not with innocence, but with endurance.
    Not with prophecy, but with choice.

    Her journey begins in The Whisper War, where grief, silence, and awakening bonds first collide.

    Aistriana’s story unfolds across the Threads of the Triad series, available on Amazon.https://www.amazon.com/dp/B0FM4HFXPZ

  • Fae Queen Fantasy Romance • On the First Book and the Three Who Walk Beside Her

    Where Stories Quietly Begin

    Stories often begin quietly, in the margins, in the places where honesty feels safer on paper than spoken aloud.
    My first book began that way too.

    This story marks the beginning of a Fae Queen Fantasy Romance where loss becomes the doorway toward connection and possibility.

    A Moment Inside This Fae Queen Fantasy Romance

    In those early notes, the queen at the heart of the story carried her own deep grief.
    She had lost the woman she loved: her first mate, her steady light. In the aftermath, she did what many strong people do, she stood alone.

    Duty became her armor. Silence became her companion. She wore the crown not out of desire, but because someone had to.

    Stepping Away from the Throne

    When she finally chooses to step down from the throne, she expects emptiness, not possibility.
    What she finds instead is connection in its most unexpected form, not with one person, but with three men whose presence disrupts the quiet she has wrapped herself in.

    The Three Who Walk Beside Her

    Some readers may see the three men as a bold twist or a rebellion against what is expected of a queen.
    A woman with three mates.
    Three different temperaments.
    Three different ways of being seen.

    But for me, privately, quietly, they always meant something gentler than shock or defiance.

    I didn’t write them as reflections of her wounds or as fragments of her past.
    They were never meant to “fix” her through romance.
    Instead, each one became a marker along her inner path, representing moments when her heart remembers there is more to life than duty, pain, or survival.

    Echoes Along Her Path

    Each man symbolizes a kind of rediscovery:

    • the reminder that rest is allowed,
    • the truth that connection can come from unexpected places,
    • the surprising gentleness that can pull someone back toward the world when they thought they were finished with it.

    They are not saviors.
    They offer clarity, revealing parts of herself she had forgotten how to see.
    In the end, they represent possibility, not perfection.

    Before the Story Had a Name

    In my earliest drafts, these three figures appeared long before the story had a name.
    I never meant for them to fit into one shape or one definition of love.
    Rather, they exist to show that the path forward can open through more than one doorway, and that the heart, fictional or not, is far more layered and nuanced than tradition often allows.

    For the queen, loving again is not surrender.
    It is a choice to stay alive to the world, to connection, to magic, on her own terms.

    Love as a Return to Life

    And that, I think, is why this book became the first in a series.
    It wasn’t only about worldbuilding, fae courts, tangled destinies, or ancient power.
    At its core, I was writing about a character who discovers that her story did not end where she once believed it had.

    She survives.
    Then she grows.
    And finally, she chooses life in all its complicated, unexpected forms.

    A Story About Beginning Again

    In doing so, she discovers something I learned while writing her:

    Sometimes, a person returns to themselves not through a single love or a single path, but … through all the ways they allow themselves to begin again.

    At its core, this book opens the first realm of a Fae Queen Fantasy Romance, shaped by healing, magic, and transformation.

    Welcome to the first realm of The Threads of the Triad.
    The story begins with loss, but it doesn’t stay there.
    It opens, quietly and beautifully, toward possibility.

    JazzySegfault

    Read more about the series here:
    https://jazzysegfaultnovels.com/books/

    For readers who love fae fantasy, explore similar worlds here:
    https://www.goodreads.com/genres/fantasy-romance


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