T.A. McEvoy grew up in heels and high fantasy, despite being told girls weren’t supposed to love dragons, elves, or galaxies far, far away. She never saw a reason to stop. Though she avoids camping (unless it involves a bed, a shower, and absolutely no bugs), she’s drawn to darker tales marked by quiet strength, broken heroes, and the kind of healing that matters just as much as vengeance. In her realm of Vacari, forests mourn, dragons remember, and love comes in many forms—none of them asking you to change in order to be worthy. She writes for readers who never quite fit in, who carry their softness like armor, and who crave fantasy with both heart and teeth. Her dragons love deeply, but not always romantically—because love takes many forms. They are guardians. And sometimes, they are the only ones who truly understand. Every tale she writes takes place somewhere within Vacari—a living world of dragons and elves whose stories intertwine across time. Some are sweeping sagas; others are quiet legends. But all of them share the same heartbeat.