Five outcasts. A forgotten secret. The looming threat of war.
When her magic sparks out of control, Jenna is cast out of the Ideian university she calls home. Armed with a mysterious book that seems to promise answers, the legacy of her disgraced House, and her crutches, she embarks on a quest to learn to control her powers. She is determined to return to researching Ideon and Saint Brazen’s war-torn history but soon realizes the countries’ shaky peace may not last the summer. Little does she know there are four others whose paths are destined to cross with hers:
The innocent arsonist, willing to sacrifice lives for the thrill of the flame.
The reformed thief, torn between atonement and revenge.
The unwilling killer, weighing a chance at love against the need for control.
The idealistic soldier, forced to examine his simplistic beliefs.
Each of them carries a piece of the secret that may unlock the true mystery behind the past wars—and the war still to come.
Fans of Brandon Sanderson, Tamora Pierce, and Robert Jordan will love this epic YA Fantasy. Includes a dash of Steampunk.
Read an Exerpt:
"Adriane breathed deeply, focusing on the air rushing in and out of her lungs. She’d spent almost two months in the city now, and the fresh air seemed almost too good, too real after the smog and grit covering Cain.
She’d have to go back soon—it was too exposed out here, even among the scattered buildings of the outer city—but for the moment all she wanted was to forget. Forget the homesickness. Forget the fact that she was still hunted. Forget that today was the day. I’ll either find a place to hide or get my throat slit trying.
It was a comforting thought, in a way. She’d taken her time scoping out the local thieves’ guilds, learning which could be reasoned with and which were best avoided. Now was her time to act, to disappear.
She almost barked a laugh before stopping herself. A year ago I was still roaming the woods, trapping for food and pelts, or helping Max in the field. Discovering mouse droppings while cleaning the grain stores was just about my biggest worry. She hadn’t even believed in magic, not really. Sure, there’d been stories, tales especially of Ideon, where magic reigned free, setting people apart, dividing society itself. But I never dreamed it would come to me.
“It’s for their own good we’re rounding ’em up. Magic makes some better than they should be,” she’d heard a Serviceman say. That was back when they’d been searching Kaeville after rumors of a mage had surfaced. Those had been frightening days. She’d hid in a low cellar, praying to the shadows to hide both her and her magic. She wasn’t sure if they’d heard. “It makes them think they’re above the law, above the rest. It’s not right.”
The funny thing was she agreed. Except for the fact that I’m the mage.
Adriane focused on her emotions, calming herself and driving the anxiety down until she could barely feel it. She’d learned early on that emotions set off her magic like nothing else. They’d betray her if she didn’t control them. At least that’s something I’ve become good at.
Turning back to the gates, Adriane let a grimace pass over her face before smoothing her features and approaching the grey masonry walls.