Nightdreamer, My Nightdreamer

Could demons be good? Could angels be bad? These are the questions that torment nightdreamers, the questions of life and death for fallens...

Ellie Lincoln was only eighteen, but she had already gotten used to the life of a fallen nightdreamer. She was always on the move, never letting people in, happy to lend a hand to any town with a magic problem, and even happier to continue that lifestyle. Nobody else could tell her what to do; she had no obligations to speak of. That is, until she's assigned to the training of a young nightdreamer with an icy, dangerous gang leader.

Remus Keene was only nineteen, but he was already cynical and prepared to die. The only thing in life he wasn't ready to give up was his gang of fallens, but he was planning to make the most of the time he had left with them. That is, until he's assigned to the training of a young nightdreamer with a happy-go-lucky, headstrong lone wolf.

Could Ellie trust in another? Could Remus find hope? These are the questions that torment two people who shut out the world, the questions of love and war...

CONTENT WARNING: Nothing for now, but this is subject to change.

DISCLAIMER: As a Catholic, I am duty-bound to tell you that demons can NOT be good and angels can NOT be bad, simply by virtue of their nature. However, this is a fantasy book so I had some fun and bent the rules.