We've been through a lot of pain in our lives, everybody does. For me twas hormonal cross reactions , extreme heart palpations, excessive jumbo sweating and production of dopamine in my body. But how could this happen? With just a minor slash platonic accident? Oh. My. Good. Llama. Llama. Pants. On. Faiyah. Did I just experience pain through a Greek God lookie- like? Holy mama mia. Bon apetite

*ALL RIGHTS RESERVED* Clarisse Hornitt is a nerd. Or a geek. But, not your typical nerd/geek, as she won't put up with bullshit and will promptly tell you how it is regardless to how it makes you feel. She manages to get into a physical altercation with a certain football player at her high school...and well...drops herself into a whole mess of trouble she'd never expected. *ALL RIGHTS RESERVED*

The kaldorei, a race of nocturnal elves, worship the moon. They call her Elune and her priestesses rule as most of the males, druids all, sleep for centuries at a time to buy them all immortality. The beauty of the full moon inspires their healing arts, the half-moon judges, while the new moon deals in secrets and lost knowledge. The Order of Mysteries is one such sect of Elune's shadowed state and it has been led by the Ethala'Aman family since its inception thousands of years ago. While the kaldorei are still immortal, accidents and tragedy may yet take their lives where age and sickness fail. The order's heir in training, Lesara, tries, but she frequently falls short of her mother's high expectations and harsh tactics. While born for the art of shadow, Lesara's heart belongs in the light of healing, rather than secrets, and her mousy ways are ill-suited for her birthright. When her mother returns from war against the demonic Burning Legion, life only grows darker for Lesara. What does a soft-spoken healer do while struggling in the grip of her mother's growing insanity?