Nova and Valen barely escaped Isroth with their lives and now they’ve crash-landed on an empty planet - no people, no tools to fix their ship. Nova has spent her life building and creating mechanics, but this is the most advanced vessel in the galaxy, and she can’t figure out what’s wrong with it.
But maybe the crash was a blessing in disguise. They’ve seen their entire lives together, but this is the first real time they’ve ever had with one another. This is their chance to see if their future is worth fighting for, and if there is anything between them besides attraction and fate.
On this empty planet, there is no fighting, no war, no conflict. Their days and nights are filled with uncertain glances, soft touches, and life-altering vows.
What was once never a question is now a serious consideration: do they even want to fix the ship, or is this the beginning of a brand new, perfect life?