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496 pages, Paperback
First published February 26, 2024
"There's something about you, Willow O'leary Nightstalk, something disruptive and magnetic. You're smart, ruthless, and yet full of compassion for strangers. You are a natural-born queen, with or without magic, with or without a hive. If this all turns to ruin, and all we're left with is the pleasure of your company for this single heartbeat in time, I will consider myself fortunate."
Nothings don't have names.
You're such a pathetic, disgusting waste of space.
My fist tightens. Pain radiates up my palm. Blood drips onto the dirt.
You belong with the other nightmares. It's high time your realm acknowledges that, too. When you rise on the morrow, your visage will mirror the ugliness lurking within your hearth.
Titania's voice fills me with hot, trembling rage. She doesn't know my heart better than me. I am the only one who holds that power. I control my destiny, my choices, my fate. She might have stolen my magic and left me empty, but I am not nothing.
I'm something.
Time to let it out. Time to let it all go. I refuse to let my life end like Rory's, filled with a never-ending vendetta. I want it to end like Tinger's, in service to those I love. Taking a deep breath, I scream. I let it go. My rage, my fear, my insecurities. I scream until my throat is hoarse, and then I scream some more.
"I'M NOT NOTHING!"
I was something to Tinger. I am something to my family. I am something to my friends. I am something to the Six.