pennimarty
SYNOPSIS:
For most of her life, Eira Kestrel believed suffering was normal. By twenty, she had already learned that pain came from three sources: her sadistic father, her cruel brothers, and a world that never intervened. The only warmth she ever received came from someone who shouldn't have existed: a younger half-sister brought home by their father, a child no one else wanted but Eira. Protecting that girl was the one act that kept Eira human... until even that wasn't enough.
Eira has a strange, cold gift: the ability to see fragments of her own future. A curse she once thought was madness begins to reveal something far worse: visions of cities in flames, skies turning black, and twisted creatures crawling out from the earth's bones. Monsters with gray flesh, glowing yellow eyes, and claws designed to tear. They do not crave flesh, blood, or brains.
They hunger for something much more precious: the pulse of terror inside a living heart.
When the apocalypse finally hits, humanity collapses overnight. Fear becomes currency, screams become scent. The more someone suffers, the more the creatures hunt them. The world turns into a feeding ground of dread.
But Eira is different.
Where others tremble, she feels nothing. No fear. No hesitation. No warmth left to be taken. Her trauma has hollowed her out, making her the one thing the monsters can't taste. Or control.
Armed with a mysterious black-bladed spear she finds in the ruins: a weapon made for a purpose she doesn't yet understand. Eira becomes both hunter and hunted. As cities fall and survivors scatter, whispers spread of a girl whose heart beats but never trembles, a girl the creatures recoil from... or pursue with unnatural interest.
Some believe she is humanity's salvation.
Others see her as its final omen.
And as Eira's visions sharpen, one truth becomes clear:
She didn't just see the end coming. She was always meant to be part of it.
To be continued. . .