Description
A few months ago, I would've given anything to have a different life - one that involved not living and fighting on the streets, stealing for survival and constantly watching my own back in case somebody plunges a knife into it. But now... Now I'd give anything to have it back. Accalia Daimon is a fugitive, on the run from supernatural forces who blame her for the deaths of over sixteen government officials, who were tasked with keeping their Underworld in order - but now they're dead, murdered by a mysterious shadow entity by the name of Erebus, and the Underworld has dissolved into chaos. Rife with paranoia and suspicion, the Council has sent a Task Force after Accalia and her Werewolf accomplice, Lycaon; which has forced the two of them to turn to the Rogues - a hidden branch of Underworlders who live amongst Mortals, and denounce the arrogant ways of their ancestors - for help. But even the help of a hidden race might not be enough to save Accalia - Erebus is still on the loose, murdering both Mortals and Rogues; the Underworld has sent a Task Force hell-bent on finding Accalia after her, with a very shadowy Underworlder leading them; and now the cops think she's a terrorist as well, accused of blowing up a school and randomly murdering innocents... With a civil war threatening to break out between Mortals and the Rogues, Erebus and the Task Force breathing down her neck and the terrifying realisation that an old enemy of all four Worlds is trying to claw his way back to power, Accalia cannot afford to run away from this fight - now she's not just fighting to win back her dignity, she's fighting to stop a war - Hell, she's fighting to save the world... And the only people who can help her are a Warlock stuck in her head, three extremely irritating gods, and a man made of smoke with brilliant green eyes...
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