Countess Harriet Spencer is dead as a doornail, give up the ghost, gone the way of all the earth dead.

Until she isn't.

She returns to life with a shock of blue to find her chestnut hair has turned to white, her blue eyes to a shocking vivid green, and her rosy skin to a paper white. But her miraculous return to life only brings her trouble. Shunned by her father and labeled "The Witch of Lemon Street" by her gentrified peers, Harriet's life is all but over even though her heart still beats. That is, until a mysterious sailor washes up on the Britannian shore, babbling about a glorious city made of glowing stones. Solara. The mythical land she's dreamed of since her father read her stories as a child. A land that could make her rich enough to rub her success in the the ruddy faces of everyone who refuses to look at her.

She just needs to find it first.

Unfortunately, the only known map lies with Farak of Aegyptus. A sun-kissed, burly, impatient man with shoulders broader than she's ever seen who has sworn an oath never to let anyone set foot in Solara.

Join this enemies to lovers romp across the known world and into the mythical Home of the Gods where ancient beliefs rule and witches might just be divine.