The Death Curse

Nameless. Bloodless. Fearless.
A girl marked by death.

Raised by the acolytes of the old gods, Anais can barely recall her village burning in hellfire. She remembers the screams, the smoke, the blood. But not the faces of her family. Or the ones who burned them.

Someone saved her. Only her. And she wants to know why. Why her village? Why that night?

Her village was the first. But it was not the last.

Attacks are rising. People are scared. And where there is fear, there is anger. Anger at the Cursers, whose strange abilities remind people of a time when they were slaves to the gods. Cursers, who are the only ones capable of such destruction.

Nowhere is safe.
No one is safe.

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Curser.
Cursed.

Anais has a secret. A secret that could get her killed. It burns beneath her skin, floods into her fingertips, blazes in her eyes...

When a deadly mistake exposes her secret, Anais is trapped in a city of enemies. Under the charge of the cold Prince Dmitri Ivanov, Anais must tread carefully. She isn't the only one with secrets. And the answers she's been seeking may be closer than she thinks.

But does she want to know the truth?

Copyright © 2018 by Cassandra Carideo