PREVIEW
... inn’s chest formed an ethereal armor over his skin...
...each drop of Rose’s blood that fell upon the cathedral’s stone floor created an irreparable fracture in his soul.
Before his eyes was the black sword embedded in the lungs of the woman who was one of his most trusted subordinates.
And at the other end of the room, the blood-soaked body of Cassian, tossed aside like a rag doll.
Grief gave way to a volcanic rage in a matter of seconds.
Fredrinn did not ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE





























