*Trigger Warning* This book depicts suicide and mental illness. Some girls inherit their mother's eyes. Ellie Lucas inherited her demons. Seventeen-year-old Ellie has spent her whole life trying to understand the mother she lost - and trying even harder not to become her. After her mother's death, Ellie starts seeing things she can't explain. Grief, she tells herself. Then stress. Then something worse. Because the more she recognizes her mother's patterns inside her own mind, the more certain she becomes that whatever destroyed her mother is already waiting inside her, too. Then the impossible starts becoming real. A boy from her past reappears outside her therapist's building in Manhattan - knowing things he shouldn't, understanding her far too well, with something dark and hungry moving behind his eyes. Ellie wants answers. But answers are a dangerous thing. Curiosity killed the cat, after all. On the night of her eighteenth birthday, the car crash meant to end her life does something far worse instead - it wakes a curse that falls on every child born of a god. The Celtic gods let their bloodline come back from the dead. Not as a gift. As a debt. Girls return as banshees, boys as banhee, all of them bound in service to Ankou, the god of death himself. Ellie inherited a legacy of death. And death has rules. Rules she was never supposed to know - let alone break. But something is already moving beneath the veil. A god named Arawn is building an uprising in the dark. The Sluagh are hunting souls, the Book of Fates is being rewritten, and the boundary between the living and the dead is thinning by the hour. And every single death leads straight back to Ellie Lucas. Killian and Bennett will teach her what she has become. Neither of them can prepare her for what it will cost -or for the truth about the blood in her veins. Because the dead aren't always monsters. And the monsters aren't always evil. Sometimes the Devil is simply the one who understands you.
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