A Conjuring of Light (Shades of Magic, #3)

by V.E. Schwab

I loved him the way the moon loves the stars—that is what we say, when a person fills the world with light.”

Alucard Emery had imagined his death a hundred times.

Most of the time his dreams started with Rhy,

A myth without a voice is like a dandelion without a breath of wind. No way to spread the seeds.