What the Blood Remembers

Sylvie Eryndor has always known there is something wrong with her magic.

She isn't a witch. She isn't Fae, vampire, shifter, or anything else that walks the continent of Veyrune. Yet power lives beneath her skin-wild, destructive, and unlike anything she has ever encountered.

For years, Sylvie has ignored the questions surrounding it.

Until she can't anymore.

Forced from the only home she remembers, twenty-four-year-old Sylvie sets out with little more than a dagger, a red notebook, and one seemingly simple goal:

Find out what she is.

But answers have a way of creating more questions.

Sylvie remembers almost nothing of the first twelve years of her life. Her parents are long dead. Their bloodline has been buried among the forgotten. And when Sylvie finally uncovers their names, she discovers their deaths may be only the beginning of what was hidden from her.

Meanwhile, something darker is spreading across Veyrune. Magic is feared. The gods have been forced beneath the authority of one man. And when the Arch-Shepherd himself takes an unsettling interest in Sylvie, she begins to wonder whether the power in her blood has been forgotten...

or deliberately erased.

With an old friend at her side, an irritatingly handsome scribe getting far too involved in her business, and an entire continent of secrets ahead of her, Sylvie is about to discover that sometimes the mind forgets what the blood remembers.