Joclyn Despain has been marred by a brand on her skin. She doesn't know why it appeared on her neck, but she doesn't want anyone to see it, including her best friend, Ryland, who knows everything else about her. The scar is the reason she hides herself behind baggy clothes and won't let the idea of kissing Ryland enter her mind, no matter how much she wants to. The scar is the reason she is being hunted. If only she knew that she was.
"Good but Wow"
The Time for the final battle has come. Edmund's armies have surrounded the Rioseco Abbey, trapping the few survivors inside. The sight that Ilyan was given a thousand years ago is about to come to pass. If only Joclyn was able to fight.
For centuries the war that has raged within magic has ripped the world apart. Fought between Skȓítek and Trpaslík; killing father and son, and destroying a fragile balance between mortal and magic. For centuries everyone has been awaiting the Silnỳ, searching for the girl who was prophesized. The girl with power strong enough to defeat the evil that plagued the world and bring the war to an end. For centuries, everyone was wrong.
"Ending Wasn't Finished"
While Joclyn is trapped in the tormenting hell of Cail's mind, the battle around her only continues to grow and spread. Edmund has infiltrated the underground hallways of Prague, guiding the massacre that would end the lives of the last of the great magical race. In her attempts to stop him, Wynifred has been captured and her magic restrained. Chained up in the ancient dungeons of Prague, her fate is left in the hands of her father, who has tried to kill her before.
Joclyn is in hiding, hunted by the man she still desperately loves. Ryland is gone, his mind erased; no memory of Joclyn remains, but Joclyn's heart desperately begs her to hold out hope. Meanwhile the black-eyed monster that possesses him attempts to kill her over and over again. If it wasn't for Ilyan, Joclyn would be dead by now. Ilyan, the man who once stalked her, is now Joclyn's protector, the only person she has left.
"couldn't put it down"
Underneath the deep red barrier Edmund has placed over the city, Prague is in ruins.... Vilỳ hide in the darkened alleys, waiting to attack anyone who passes, while Edmund's men roam the blood-soaked streets, scouring every crumbling building in a mad attempt to flush out Ilyan and his men. Among the danger, Ilyan and Joclyn are trapped, unable to leave the city, trying to keep their people safe behind a powerful shield, unseen by Edmund and his scouts.
"The story has gone downhill"
It was supposed to be the final battle, the one to end Edmund’s line, his life, and free the magic Edmund had taken from the world. That was how it was foreseen. The end of the battle that has raged for centuries, unbeknownst to the mortals around them, the battle that would end with Joclyn’s death. But it did neither. The battle still reigns, Joclyn still lives, and the sight that was given 800 years ago is broken. And it’s not the only one.