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398 pages, Kindle Edition
First published April 2, 2019
“We’re all monsters, Nadya,” Malachiasz said, his voice gaining a few tangled chords of chaos. “Some of us just hide it better than others.”
“Don’t be a martyr. We have no use for yet another saint.”
“How does a human girl become something divine and feared by the gods that gave her the power she wields?”
“He turned and grinned at her, monstrous but beatific, holding out his hand, darkness gone. (…) She took his hand.”
“Is she powerful enough to take the stars out of the sky?”
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“Nadya was supposed to remain a secret for another year, training in the holy mountains with priests who—while they did not have magic themselves—understood the fundamentals of divinity. Like how a peasant girl could be the one thing that would save Kalyazin from the heretics’ torches. But war didn’t care for carefully laid plans.”
“Blood wasn’t a thing to be made light of, not in these times.”






















We are all monsters, Nadya. Some of us just hide it better than others.
Nadya lives in a world seeped with magic and she's one of the very few remaining "clerics" that can commune for the gods (and is granted their powers on occasion).![]()
“We're all monsters, Nadya, some of us just hide it better than others.”When the Tranavia prince attacks her monastery, Nadya flees but not before swearing vengeance.
“You could be exactly what these countries need to stop their fighting. Or you could rip them apart at the seams.”So.

Three entirely different paths converge in a singular attempt to overthrow a corrupt kingdom and stop an ages-old war: Serefin, a broken prince whose life is in danger; Malachiasz, a monster gone rogue against his own comrades; and Nadya, the gods-blessed girl with the power to end it all.
“We’re all monsters … some of us just hide it better than others.”
“My name is Malachiasz Czechowicz,” he said, and she couldn’t shake the feeling that she had just been given something.
He was tired, beginning to fray at the edges, as if the barest touch would shatter him.
“Blood and blood and bone. Magic and monsters and tragic power.”
“I am so very young by comparison, and there are evils in this world far greater than I.”


❝ Some gods require blood. ❞
❝ Blood and blood and bone. Magic and monsters and tragic power. ❞

❝ We’re all monsters, Nadya. Some of us hide it better than others. ❞

We're all monsters, Nadya, some of us just hide it better than others.