Summertide Chronicles

For decades, the four families who rule the Summerlands have been locked at an impasse. No one is fighting, but neither has anyone been speaking. We don't have time for that anymore. Mount Slate, the volcano that sits in the middle of the Summerlands, is threatening to erupt, and only the four family heads working together can avert disaster.

I came here to kill Huxley Dawnchaser. I expected the ridiculous extravagance of his estate, his home, and his life. What I didn't expect was the trail of broken people he left in his wake long before he murdered Oberon Gloombringer. I certainly didn't expect to be put in the position of helping Huxley's children pick up the pieces of their own shattered lives. There must be some way I can kill him twice.

My father is missing, and along with him, the Sunrunner family stone, Nausa. My aunt swears this is common for him, but I know differently. Yes, my father is lost deep in his addictions, but he's never disappeared before. If it weren't up to me to handle the mess my family has made, I'd be a thousand miles away by now. But time is running out, and the threatening eruption of Mount Slate keeps inching closer. Now, Half the Moonstriker family has come to help me look for Nausa, including Kit, a freaking assassin, and his brother Frost, the most beautiful man ever born.

I've spent the better part of a decade trying to save the world. Twice a century, Mount Slate threatens to erupt, and for my entire life, the four families in charge haven't seemed to care about their impending doom. So it fell to me to try to fix things. To make peace. Me, a man whose greatest skill is pissing people off so much that they challenge me to a duel, and then killing them in that duel. Now the moment is here, and my clever stone is telling me that one man—a sweet, innocent, infuriating judgmental bastard—is the only one who's capable of saving the world.