Every Dark Shadow (Whispers of Dust & Darkness #1)

by Sarah Zimm

A night that is the kind of silent to still creatures, raise hair on arms, and cause ears to strain for the smallest whisper.

The truth? When faced with danger, sometimes she chokes.

Ophelia, who hears whispers from the dust. Rune, who wears hope on his sleeves. Hart, with cracks in his armor he thinks no one sees. And Falcon, a smugger with a prayer she’ll set them all free.

Hart splits open more. Too wide. And there’s the boy he shut away, who once lost everything but a girl. The boy who’s kept his distance to keep from losing her, too.

Sod on her dress, purple buds behind her ear, she’d tipped her head and swallowed him whole with intent dark eyes, declaring, “I’m Lia Dannan. If you give me a boost to catch that gnawer, I’ll be your best friend forever.” He helped her then. He’ll help her now. But as a veil of particles rushes near, his fist still tightens. Some hate cats. Some hounds. Hart will always loathe magic. But he can’t convince himself to loathe the girl who calls it.