"Hope is fragile. Power is hunger. And magic always demands a price." . . Wisteria Sovetsky has always known she was different. An orphan, a healer in the war-ravaged West, she has lived quietly in the shadows - until the night her settlement was torn apart by Valkras. In the blood and ruin, she awakened a power that should not exist, a magic older and far more dangerous than she ever imagined. Dragged to the eastern stronghold of the Magic Wielders, Wisteria falls under the command of Darkus Valinor, a man as feared as he is revered. He claims she is the Holder of Order Magic - the last hope to bind a kingdom fractured by war. But hope is a fragile thing, and power hungers. As she trains, whispers of betrayal coil around her, and the boundaries between savior and destroyer begin to blur. To master her gift is to risk being consumed by it. To deny it may doom her people to annihilation. In a land where monsters wear human faces and magic bleeds like a curse, Wisteria must uncover a truth that could shatter not only the Magic Wielders but the fate of her entire world.

KILL ONE TWIN, FREE THE KINGDOM. On the island of Wyrith, death has a name: Morana. Gifted - or cursed - as the realm's last necromancer and most lethal assassin, her power is a whisper from the grave. However, even she struggles to bridle the magic clawing under her skin. Life breathes through her twin sister, Ilyana. The urge to heal even the smallest of wounds fuels the tips of her fingers, yet not even her blessed magic can bring back the family she's lost. All that's left for her to inherit is a duty of isolation and sacrifice. When an archaic necromancer curse awakens, sealing in Wyrith and taking lives one by one, the sisters face a harrowing choice. After a decade apart, will they unite to unravel the ancient magic before it's too late? Or will secrets and enemies shred their last hope for Wyrith, leaving nothing but an island of corpses? BOOK ONE - COMPLETE || WORD COUNT: 100K - 110K || | x6 ꜰᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ | 2024 © -DeeIsDead-