My name is Alice White. I'm a senior in highschool. I am, or was, if you look at my situation closely, a typical teenage girl. I shopped, hung out with friends, partied and even swooned and sighed over cute boys.
Typical, that is, until my mother died and I began to see them.
The fae, light and dark, kind and crude, roam the earth around us in a not so simple conflict. They're supposed to be invisible to the human eye, supposed to look and talk like us.
But, I can see passed their illusions, I can see the horrible or breathtakingly beautiful creature underneath and unravel their secrets.
There are few of us left, few who can see the fae in their true form.
The dark, they're hunting me. Sending another like me to either kill me, or kidnap me. I don't stick around long enough to find out.
He's dark, entrapped by the power of immortal life, and ruthless. He'll hunt you down and there's nowhere you can run, nowhere you can hide.
He'll never give up, until he takes your life.
My name is Alice White, I will survive, and I will avenge my mothers death.
Evil spirits. A cursed prince. Death itself in disarray. Iris just wants to go home, but fate has other plans for this young priestess and her odd companions.
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The land of Erinlin is dying, its ancient traditions choked out by the Kaerent church and its true priestesses, the Candlemaidens, increasingly regarded with fear and suspicion.
All Iris wants is to tend her candles, win her shade battles, and chat with the spirits of her realm. But when she is torn away from her home by the Kaerent king, she learns that her country needs her to be far more than a typical Candlemaiden-- she must be as the legendary priestesses of old and walk through Death itself.
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Cover help from the awesome @ArdenBrooks. Special thanks to @rainersalt, @giveitameaning, and @piperjones033 !