Book 3 of The Coven Series

She killed herself. Everyone asked why, but when I got my hands on my sister's diary, I understood exactly why. I stared at the girl in the mirror as I removed my nose ring. Gone was the black hair, replaced by golden blonde locks that made my sapphire blue eyes shine and my California sun-kissed skin glow. The Goth chic clothes had been put away and I wore a pink tank top and a pair of khaki colored Capri's. Stylish sandals completed the outfit. I wanted to barf. The snotty little would-be witches would pay for what they'd done. By the end of the week, they'd all be praying to whatever god they worshipped to hide them from the hell coming for them. May the Fates have mercy upon them, because they would pay the same price they'd demanded of her. Their lives.

The only thing he can't do is have a peaceful life. Connor Varas is the nephew of a spymaster. He just learned that he will one day be able to bestow the strength of giants on anyone he pleases. One day he can create as much gold as he wants. One day he can build an army of metal soldiers that no kingdom could stand against. But 'one day' isn't good enough. Not when a mysterious enemy calling itself 'The Syndicate' threatens the city he is dutybound to protect. The enemy pulls all the strings. They hold all the cards. They are as uncatchable as smoke and as unstoppable as an avalanche. Connor's only real allies are a mysterious female assassin with violet eyes whose face he's never seen, and a spy buried deep in enemy territory whose cover might be blown. Worse, if anyone discovers Connor's nascent powers, they'll do anything to make him join their cause. Or prevent him from allying with their enemies. With great power comes even greater enemies...

With the safety of her old life a distant memory, Morana must reconcile the girl she used to be with the woman she is becoming. She can no longer naively believe that hiding in the shadows will keep her safe; she must carefully balance using her magic for protection and using it to gain power. That's a line that is becoming increasingly blurred the longer she remains a captive of the king. Kuga, the king's Winter Woman, is commanded to train her in the ways of Deathsingers so she can enter Araphel, and Morana discovers that the Banshee was not all that different from her once. Without her dearest friends and her fierce protector, she has only herself and her dark magic to rely on to stay alive-a task made even more difficult by revenge seeking soldiers and the mad prince she once loved. But one thing hasn't changed. Vyta and Dycidium remain unlit, and until their fires shine bright again, the world will continue to unravel. She is the only one who stands a chance of entering Araphel and staying alive long enough to restore the portal, but even if she is successful, the fight won't be over. No matter what Tievel claims, the king's interest in the portal goes beyond righting the wrongs of the past. To have a chance at stopping him, she knows she must do whatever it takes to become strong enough to stop him. And if that means fighting fire with fire, then she will embrace the darkness within, becoming the very monster she's always feared she was. Season 2 of The Deathsinger

They say that love hurts, but that it can be cute and childish. However, it is honestly like a game of charades. When you reach the age of 13, ink scribbles you make on your body will appear on your soulmate, which will hint on the age difference, as you will only see their drawings when they reach the age as well. When you become 18, it will be possible to finally acquire a burn mark upon first skinship with your soulmate, after that first touch it is crucial to stay close to each other, or you both will die.