End of Days (Penryn & the End of Days, #3)

by Susan Ee

In an apocalyptic world, violence is guaranteed and good experiences are just a dream.

How can the world end in a giant fury of biblical proportions yet still leave room for embarrassment?

These are not the screams of an angry man. These are the nightmare screams of someone having his soul torn to pieces right in front of him.

Sometimes, I feel like my whole life is lived in this twilight space between sunshine and darkness.

If only they knew that the sword that dominated their weapons is called Pooky Bear.

But Pooky Bear made me special. I was more than just a girl with it. I was an angel killer.

As far as I can tell, a leader ends up doing all the worrying and still needs to pitch in for the regular work.