LAST CALL AT THE DUNGEON DOOR

Mira Cole had a plan: marry her childhood sweetheart, inherit her family's inn, and live a quiet life. Then her fiancé Dorian sold her family's tavern to cover his gambling debts, took a noble girl's hand in marriage, and left Mira with nothing but a crumpled eviction notice and a broken heart. The last thing she expected was to wake up on the floor of a ruined bar in Irongate — the most dangerous dungeon city in the world — holding a deed she won in a card game she barely remembers. No money. No staff. No magic. Just stubborn hands and a recipe book her mother left behind. She opens anyway. Her very first customer is Kael Ashvane — "The Gravedigger" — the deadliest solo dungeon raider alive, covered in monster blood, ordering plain water, and watching her with silver eyes that see entirely too much. He keeps coming back. Every night. Same corner. Same order. Same silence. She doesn't know he's the most feared man in five dungeon cities. She just knows he looks hungry in a way that has nothing to do with food. When Dorian returns to Irongate with a legal claim to her tavern and the city's most powerful tavern boss backing him, Mira's second chance is ripped away in front of everyone she's served. Humiliated. Penniless. Alone again. But the girl who fed an entire city of monster-slayers remembered every name, every order, every broken thing behind every hard face. And they all remember her.