Cover Reveal for Of Stars and Shadows
Hi, everyone. Today I get to reveal to you the cover of the most exciting sequel of the holiday season.
“More like a gamble.”
“And I’m part of that gamble? Are you sure that is wise? You know, considering our somewhat twisted history?”
Jaye MacCullagh may be the Fair Assassin now, but her troubles are far from over. Even though she killed the faerie enslaving her brother, she and Thomas are still just as trapped in the Otherworld as before. Only this time by the deceitfully glamorous Sidhe faeries of the Spring Court. Returning home seems like an impossible dream, especially when Jaye discovers that Ravven Crowe, the king of the Spring Court and her soulmate, is still alive… if just barely. Ravven needs Jaye’s help to discover how he survived, and how to stop himself from dying again. He is fading away and somehow Jaye is weakening alongside him. The only hope for either of them is for Ravven to reclaim his immortality by becoming a faerie again.
However, there is only one way for mortals to turn into faeries. They must drink from the well of Stars and Shadow on the night of the Feast of Starlight. Each court has a way to the well, but they guard it fiercely to keep just any human from becoming one of them. With every other way to the well barred, Jaye and Ravven are left with only one option. They must enter a deadly labyrinth created by the Spring Court. If they can survive and if they can make it through to the other side, the well is theirs. But in the faerie world, nothing is that simple. Especially where the Spring Court is concerned. Forced to trust the man who ruined her or risk losing him forever, Jaye struggles with her convoluted feelings toward both Ravven and the faerie world. However, when her family arrives looking for her, Jaye feels further strained. Everything Jaye has ever cared about is at the mercy of the Otherworlds, and she can’t shake the feeling that no matter how hard she fights to win she is going to lose this time.
I cross my arms as I lean up against the wall. Twigs dig into my back and I lean forward grimacing, I uncross my arms to rub at the small of the back but freeze when I realize that Ravven is still watching me. I straighten and pull a face. “Well, I have a lot to lose. And that’s what tends to happen when I go along with your crazy schemes. I end up losing.”
“We both lost, darling.”
Ravven lowers his gaze. “We were fated by the stars, but then… mayhap those stars fell from the sky.”
“Or,” I argue. “They’re just stars and incapable of determining anyone’s destiny.”
“Or perhaps the stars simply lied,” Ravven says softly.
I
sigh and turn away. Just looking at him hurts. Everything hurts at this
point. “Whatever it was, all I know is that this wasn’t meant to me.”
“Can you imagine it?” Raven says with a small huff. “The first time in over a hundred years that the King of Spring attends the Feast of Starlight and it is from behind a table because he is too weak to stand.”
“Almost as pathetic as the Fair Assassin spending her first Feast of Starlight slumped against a wall next to the Spring King.”
Ravven shrugs one eyebrow. “Fate is a nasty little thing, isn’t it?”
“I’m not entirely sure about fate or anything, all I know is that my life sucks right now.”
The thing about death is that it’s supposed to be final. That’s what everyone says, and it’s true. Except, in the case of faeries, it seems. That was the one thing that they were supposed to have in common with humans. That is the one thing that all living things have in common. We all die in the end.
Except for apparently faeries.
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