My
life has been a lie. I’m about to be eighteen, but my bithling blood
could destroy the entire universe and the fate of all mankind.
…And
he was off limits. He was beautiful. He was my stalker. He was my
protector. He could have been my killer… and I could be his destroyer.
His
world of Durt was adorned by alluring lavender moons, fascinating
creatures, and had an undeniable Darkness… but still I wanted him. Would
the cost be my life? And would it be worth it?