To save the magic of two worlds, I must destroy the technology of one…
It’s been almost a year since a hedge, a vampire, and a douchebag elf woke my Fae magic and heralded the beginning of the end of the world. And what a ride it’s been. Nobody told me I’d spend all my time dodging assassins and traitors.
But It’s not just supernaturals hunting me. Let’s add in angry mobs of hateful humans as well. I only need to open two more gates to restore magical balance between the Fae Plane and Earth. But the damage done to the only home I’ve ever known is tearing Earth apart.
The closer I get to my goal, the further I get from the Eleanor who started this quest. If I can’t hold onto myself, I might not like who walks away at the end. If I even survive at all…
