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The voices started long before the magic.
At first, Nyra Vale thought she was losing her mind, whispers followed her through empty rooms and shadows moved where they shouldn't. Every year, the darkness beneath her skin grew a little stronger. A little harder to control. A little harder to hide. For eighteen years, she has lived in fear of discovery. In a kingdom where shadow mages are hunted and executed, one mistake is all it takes to lose everything. Then she makes that mistake. When forbidden magic erupts from her during a public execution, Nyra expects a blade at her throat. Instead, she is offered a place at the Academy Beneath the Stars, a secret school where the empire sends its most dangerous magic users.
But the Academy is filled with secrets.
Students vanish without explanation. Professors lie. The walls seem to whisper after dark, and someone is definingly watching her. Someone who should hate her. Caelan Voss is cold, ruthless, and the heir to the bloodline that has spent generations hunting people like Nyra. He makes it painfully clear she doesn't belong there. So why is he always the one finding her when the whispers become too loud? Why does he look at her like he knows something she doesn't? And why does every secret she uncovers seem to lead back to him?
As the darkness inside her grows stronger, Nyra finds herself caught between a boy she cannot trust and a power that refuses to let her go. Because the voices are no longer whispering. They're calling her, and whatever waits in the shadows has been waiting for her all along.