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249 pages, ebook
First published June 1, 2015
“He’d had enough. He found the same weak, pathetic people in every town and village, and he would not abide their silence a second longer. His men had erected the pyre during the night. Now, displayed before every set of eyes, the mob’s reaction rewarded him. The palpable terror at the wooden structure charged him with renewed vigor, and his blood lust reared, battering against his control.
It was time to set an example.”
"Her instincts, the ones she relied on, returned and came clearer now. They told her to trust him… odd. She was naturally suspicious, trusting was difficult, and his arrival was proof they were no longer safe. Despite all that, her instincts said he was okay."
"But it was she, and yet how could she be a real, living woman? She’d been cast as the lead in his most vivid dreams and nightmares. And now, to see the living embodiment of her here? La Guerrera Reina, the Warrior Queen, it was a kink in the plan."
"[Ivy] withdrew her hands and stared at them. This day was always going to come. He’d warned her it would. And though it had always hurt her to do it, they had prepared for it."
"The ancient building’s history was as dark as its obsidian walls. The shining, black-stone towers rose, stabbing at the bright sun. Nothing would grow on such a smooth, impenetrable surface. The Order’s birthplace had endured since the beginning – imposing, frightening, and eternal.
Inside, the windowless hall remained dark, regardless of the hour. The building’s labyrinthine halls and staircases led like veins and arteries to the Grand Chamber, the heart of the Order."