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I always knew loving him would be the death of me. I just never wanted to admit it would be the end of him, too.

Altered by suffering, hardened by trauma, when I finally emerge into the next phase of my life—or rather death—I am no longer the same person.

He is what keeps me going. What brings me home. By the time I make my way back, though, Rafferty is gone. Changed. Forged in the flames of his own darkness.

But if I've proven anything, it's that I do not quit when things get complicated. With the Ancients burning Faerie to the ground, and the worlds hero now the villain, it's up to me to stop them.

And what better way to fight flame than with flame?

I am fire. Watch me burn.

Fire Fae (Fae War Chronicles, book 3)