There is a tale that cautions young maidens to keep from the loch's edge. They say the Kelpie tempts the unwary to climb atop it's back so that it may careen into the loch and drown them, ready to devour.
There is a tale that cautions nighttime travellers against lonely roads. They say the Green Hound, the Faerie Dog, will paralyse you with it's eerie barking and rip out your throat. Or that the phantom hitch-hiker will haunt your vehicle, causing accidents and deaths.
There is a tale that cautions young children to cover their faces on the night of Samhain, to confuse the Unseelie Hunt and stop them from replacing the mortals with Changeling copies.
Just simple wives tales.
Not if you're a member of Alba's Institute of the Supernatural. Like Alexandra Spire.
The AIS exists to study and monitor such beings, and to keep all creatures safe from others and themselves. Spire knows better than most how dangerous this can be. You see, Spire's own mother was a Faerie. A murderous one.
When Jane Madarang's neighbor Natalie kills herself and leaves behind cryptic instructions, it's up to Jane and her classmates to unearth deadly secrets.
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Natalie Driscoll is dead.
She threw herself out a window and left her neighbor Jane to unravel their town's darkest secrets. Following Natalie's instructions leads Jane to three other high school students who all have something to hide. The four of them must carry out Natalie's final errand while solving the mysteries written in her diary. But the secrets they unearth may be far more dangerous than what they ever imagined.
Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of suicide, violence and murder that may be triggering for some readers.
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