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“Who we are, and the purpose that binds us, has been observed and misinterpreted by many over time. These people saw us as exotic, powerful, and dangerous. They weren’t wrong. But that’s because they could never understand where our power comes from or why we have it. So eventually we became feared and then marginalized. We had to learn to blend in. We live as humans do now.” When Eoin travels to his hometown in rural Ireland, he thinks it’s just a short visit between getting his degree and a brilliant future. But the people back home have other ideas. They claim him as a member of an order that he's been destined to join since birth. Confusion and disbelief quickly turn to horror when Eoin learns what he is now expected to do, and the lengths they are willing to go to make sure that he does. Eoin escapes to New York, only to find himself face to face with the very thing he desperately tried to avoid. Niamh is counting down the days until she graduates high school and starts college in Ireland. She is eager to leave her small New Jersey town behind, but she has no idea how big her world is about to become. When she happens to meet Eoin one night in New York City, the connection hurls them both into the center of a conflict that spans time and space. Together, they learn how truly powerful knowledge can be. When the full force of that power is turned against them, they must find a way to overcome things they cannot understand. As the shadowy figures of myth wreak some very real havoc on their modern lives, failure means death for one and devastation for the other, but neither can foresee the epic implications of their struggle.

Oner Ardonawa, a seventeen year old high school student, received a mysterious gift from his father. According to the letter, he must be ready for the upcoming tragedy it held once he signed a contract with it.

"Ezri! Please don't go!" A voice pleaded, I knew the voice, but I couldn't place it? Was I dying? I couldn't feel anything, and though my eyes were open, I saw nothing. "Come, Dearest." A voice I knew all too well flooded my head, as a man appeared in my darkness, a white light formed behind him. "You belong here...You promised." "I did promise, didn't I?" His firm grip burned my ghostly hand, but he didn't let go as he began to drag me into the cold, forbidding light. How did it come to this?