Mirela doesn't belong at a masquerade.
She belongs in the shadows - slipping jewels into her pockets, dodging rivals, and making sure no one ever learns her true name.
But when her shadowy benefactor hires her to steal the brooch glittering on the crown prince's chest - priceless, powerful, impossible to take - Mirela can't refuse. One night. One dance. One chance to walk away richer than she's ever dreamed.
The masquerade aboard the royal starship Skyfire is dazzling beyond imagination. Gowns glitter like spilled starlight. Chandeliers blaze against the void of space. For Mirela, every corner of the ballroom is another trap: aristocrats watching too closely, guards prowling the edges, rivals whispering her name.
Among them is the thief she swore she'd left behind. Whisper has stalked her jobs before, but this time he's bolder, hungrier, and far more reckless. And worse still is Prince Kolle himself. Mirela expected a spoiled aristocrat too busy basking in his own glory to notice her. Instead, she finds a man who is sharp, relentless, and far too intrigued by the girl who dared insult him in front of the entire court.
And the Nightstone is not what she imagined. It burns hotter, stranger, more alive than any jewel has the right to be. A weapon hidden in plain sight. A secret the Empire will kill to protect. A prize that may not want to be stolen at all.
A dance becomes a duel. A kiss becomes a gamble. And Mirela's greatest heist may demand more than her pride.
The Nightstone Masquerade
is a romantic fantasy novella of jeweled masks, stolen glances, and dangerous bargains. Perfect for readers who crave quick, glittering tales filled with intrigue, banter, and heat.