When my magic manifested at puberty, my parents sold me to the Illuminati. The Illuminati trained me well, and paid the ultimate price for their deception.
Thousands of miles away, I landed a job in a quirky little bar.
All I want is to pay the rent and find a boyfriend. But an insane vampire thinks I hold the key to his takeover of the city, and I have a new stalker.
I'm lucky that the gang at Rosie's has my back, because I'm going to need them.
One Master survived the inferno that destroyed the Order of the Illuminati. He may know that I also survived, but does he know that I betrayed the Order? The Hunters may also be hunting me.
Do I stay and fight for my new life and my friends, or do I run again?
When the ley lines—the orderly rivers of magical energy that circle the globe—went wild, chaos ensued. I didn’t escape the Illuminati just to become a slave to the Knights Magica.
If they want me, they’re going to have a fight on their hands.
I damned my soul long ago. What I do from this point forward is about redemption. If I burn in Hell because of fighting for others, for shouldering their sins, so be it.
Then the Fae decide it’s time to act.