I used to believe that I lived my nightmare and that nothing could be worse.


I was wrong.


Now, I am known as Amalie, the exiled half-fae. Sent to a barren wasteland with a stranger as my guide, I have to adjust to my new life once again, and let go of the past before it destroys me.


The worst part isn't that I'm now exiled from the Elemental
Kingdoms, it's leaving my friends and Wren behind. It's knowing that something isn't right with Asher and there is nothing I can do to stop it.


Just as I am beginning to get comfortable in my new life, the threat of war is even more detrimental, and the ghouls are hovering on our doorstep. Nobody is safe with the wrath of deception in our wake.


Old friends, along with new ones, emerge from the shadows, though not everyone is to be trusted. Not everything is always as it seems. More secrets are being held, while more lies are spilled like blood on a battlefield, leaving me standing in the middle of all of it.


How do you choose between revenge and empathy when the one who took everything from you, is the one who needs the most help?