Death always has a way of bringing secrets to light. But when the only person who knows the truth is gone, how do you figure out what was real? It’s a shame the dead can’t talk.
A simple promise I’d made to myself after escaping a brutal childhood of abuse and being trained to enact violence on unblessed witches. Since that moment, I had managed…
They shouldn’t want me. I rejected them and ran…and I’ll find a way to escape again.I grew up knowing three important facts. One, my parents hated Nexus shifters. Two, I was taught everyone should be sca…
Waking up on my twenty-sixth birthday, I had hoped to be left alone for one day, just one. What I didn’t expect was to receive a life-changing gift from a stranger. Or for my body to be offered up as a …
