Dancing Flames. Cold Steel. Flowing Blood.
My name is Everly Banks, and I seem to collect problems like most people collect dust bunnies. With an army of enemies at the gate, I must gather one of my own.
With the hunters on my side, and maybe even in my bed, I begin to have hope that I will make it through the coming war with my mind and heart intact.
Some people seek to use me while others play the long game. But not all of my enemies are what they seem. A betrayal blindsides me and lives hang in the balance as my magics cry out for me to destroy it all.
I will dance among the blazing petals and cover myself in the ashes of their destruction. The line in the earth is being drawn, and it won't be my blood that flows freely. Choose your side wisely.
Contains mature themes.
Shiny Blades. Scorching Fire. Falling Feathers.
That's me, Everly Banks, the original supernatural. After being betrayed by The Council and given to a madman, I burned it all to the ground. Now all I want is to stay hidden, protecting those who need it from the shadows.
When four hunters show up on my doorstep asking for my help and trying to drag me back into the light, I send them and their secrets packing. Did I mention they work for The Council?
I may not have a choice. An army of demons is amassing and innocents are getting caught up in its net. My only friend may be next.
Trusting them may burn me, but I've always played with fire.
Contains mature themes.
