The Fallen and the Kiss of Dusk (Crowns of Nyaxia #4)

by Carissa Broadbent

An onslaught of sensations consumed me. The gold-streaked sky. The swaying leaves of trees. Feathers and blood. The scent of the ocean. Vostis. The Citadel. I felt more alive than I ever had been, and deader than I had since the night I was Turned.