# Cinder Sigils: The Gearwright's Oath

Author: Evan M. Blackwood
Site: ReadNovelHub
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Genre: Western-Fantasy-Magic

## World
Trust the woman hunting you, or let the engine inside you consume everything.

## Tropes
- Found Family
- Dark Romance
- Cyberpunk Sci-Fi
- EnemiesToLovers
- ForcedProximity
- FoundFamily
- SlowBurn
- Deadly Fate
- Forced Alliance
- Forbidden Power
- Vampire & Blood Bond
- Cyberpunk & Sci-Fi

## FAQ
### What is Cinder Sigils: The Gearwright's Oath about?
Trust the woman hunting you, or let the engine inside you consume everything.

### Who is the author of Cinder Sigils: The Gearwright's Oath?
Cinder Sigils: The Gearwright's Oath is written by Evan M. Blackwood. Read Chapter 1 free on ReadNovelHub.

### Is Cinder Sigils: The Gearwright's Oath a Found Family story?
Yes. Cinder Sigils: The Gearwright's Oath is tagged for Found Family, Dark Romance, Cyberpunk Sci-Fi readers looking for North American romance-fantasy tropes.

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### What happens at the start of Cinder Sigils: The Gearwright's Oath?
"You’re three days late, Crane. Where’s the scrap?" Jax didn't wait for an answer. He slammed me against the corrugated metal wall of the alley, the rusted iron biting into my shoulder blades.

## Chapter 1 teaser
### The Dead Engine

"You’re three days late, Crane. Where’s the scrap?" Jax didn't wait for an answer. He slammed me against the corrugated metal wall of the alley, the rusted iron biting into my shoulder blades. He was a Guild collector—all polished leather and cold eyes—and he smelled like expensive ozone and arrogance. "I'm working on it, Jax. Just give me until Friday," I wheezed, trying to pry his hand off my collar. He was twice my size and had a sigil-enhanced grip that felt like a hydraulic press. "Friday?" Jax sneered, leaning in so close I could see the gold flecks in his pupils. "The Guild doesn't do Fridays. We do deadlines. Your master, Bram, already signed the default clause. You’re not paying in coin anymore. You’re paying in labor. Or maybe I just take your fingers. You only need two to scrub floors, right?" I kicked out, catching him in the shin, but he didn't even flinch. He just grinned, a slow, cruel movement of his lips, and shoved me hard. I hit the grease-slicked pavement with a wet thud, my lungs burning with the metallic tang of Cinder City’s smog. "Get up," he barked. "Move. Now." I scrambled up, my hands shaking. I didn't have the coin. I never had the coin. My sister, Mia, was coughing up black soot in the attic room, and every cent I made went into filtered air-canisters and lung-salve. The Guild knew it. They loved it. I backed away, my boots crunching on broken glass, until I hit the heavy iron door of the basement vault. It was a forbidden zone—Bram’s 'graveyard' of dead engines. Things the Guild had declared obsolete or dangerous. Things that were supposed to be silent forever. "Don't go in there," I muttered, more to myself than him. "What’s in there? More junk?" Jax stepped forward, his hand reaching for the door handle. "Maybe there's something I can sei

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