Malum Discordiae (Tennebrose, #1)

by Ashlyn Drewek

For a moment, I was tempted to tell him something dark and twisted — the truth. With this Book, I could do every horrible thing people accused Necromancers of. The knowledge that had been kept from us for centuries was all right here. We were no longer hobbled with only half of the information. Now, I could destroy this town and everyone in it. All I had to do was utter the right words, send the right demon, and Winslow would be no more. But I didn’t. Because I wouldn’t do those things. Since meeting Graeme, all I’d done was defend myself and my family against insults and accusations. I tried to show him we weren’t the monsters they made us out to be. And even though I had the Book and the means of taking revenge on behalf of my mother, of Lennox, of all the Corbins who had been slaughtered through the centuries by fear and bigotry, I wouldn’t. Because then I’d be the thing they hated and my dad taught me to be better, to not let my anger consume me no matter how brightly the flame burned.