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Our enemy claims that the darkness lives in all Arcana. That in a world of light and shadow, one cannot exist without the other. That we're all but one tragedy away from giving in. Even the mages who've sworn to love and protect me. Even me - the Star herself. We call ourselves the Light Arcana, but you know what? The enemy's right. I've seen that darkness. Tasted it. Felt it flickering inside me like a black flame.

For the vampire prince and his witch, the plan was simple: Save the wolf. Capture the traitor who took him. Torture the bastard into spilling the intel on the demons working against them. But after a string of brutal attacks leaves one vampire near death and the rest reeling from the effects of the blood curse, Gabriel and Jacinda have no choice but to hunt down their enemies at the source: Hell.

Vampire prince Gabriel Redthorne knew better than to fall in love with a witch. Jacinda Colburn claimed his heart, then nearly shoved a stake through it. For that, he should end her life—brutally and without remorse. But with old enemies closing in fast and a dangerous new evil terrorizing New York—an evil only Jacinda can stop—Gabriel has one choice: trust her, or they're both going down.

I've made some pretty questionable choices in my life—dabbling in necromancy, double-crossing vampires—but summoning the dark goddess to save my sisters? That was just plain stupid. Now I’m in her debt, and goddesses don’t exactly do payment plans. She wants the blood of the dark fae warlord of Midnight, a realm of exiles where the sun never rises and torture is a competitive sport. It’s a death trap only three men have ever escaped—my newly appointed escorts.

When it comes to the cryptic Moon Blessed prophecy, our enemies have been fighting over its meaning—and its dark magic—for millennia. But through all their bitter skirmishes, there’s one teeny little detail the vile beasts keep forgetting: The Moon Blessed witch herself.

Our family is broken. Our hearts are shattered. Everything we’ve been fighting for is slipping through our hands like mist. Darkwinter fae murdered one of my mates. Traitors on all fronts threaten to obliterate the last of our hope. And the Dark Goddess won’t stop coming for us until she drains the last of my magick and reclaims Midnight for herself. But as much as I’d love to curl up under a blanket and wait for death, I can’t give up now. Not on our home. Not on my monsters.