Zoey_Writez
Years after the war, the peace between Prythian and the mortal realm is a fragile illusion.
Eighteen-year-old Lyra lives a quiet life in a secluded mountain village, hiding her pointed ears and a dangerous, unexplainable darkness that grows more volatile by the day. When a mysterious assailant corners her outside a tavern, her instincts ignite. A burst of black fog erupts around her, winnowing her across the continent, straight to the starlit Night Court, right at the feet of Rhysand and the Inner Circle.
Her attacker is tied to a ruthless syndicate orchestrating attacks across the human lands, and they are hunting Lyra specifically. Forced to work with the High Lord's family, she must unravel ancient bloodline secrets to figure out what the organisation wants with her power.
The biggest threat to her sanity, however, isn't the syndicate-it's Nyx. Arrogant, intrusive, and deeply fascinated by her, the heir to the Night Court pushes every one of her buttons. But as the shadows deepen and ancient truths unravel, hatred becomes a dangerously thin line, and Lyra finds herself forced to rely on the one Fae she can't stand.