Grove of Trees

<p><strong style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Throat slit. Heart broken. They'll meet the wraith within her.</strong></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The first time Carwynn almost died she was thirteen.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>A skeletal-faced demon slit her throat.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>A pudgy Cherub saved her.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And nothing has been normal since.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Carwynn has spent years running from what she is and the darkness clawing awake inside her. When secrets finally catch up to her she flees to Luckland a land born of ancient holiday magic and ruled by dangerously charming criminals. Determined to finally find a place where she belongs.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But Carwynn isn't human.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>She isn't safe.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And the more she buries her power the stronger it grows.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The Skell King a monster who believes Carwynn is his prophesied heir will tear the realm apart to claim her and bend her power to his will. As loyalties fracture and temptation grows Carwynn is drawn into a web of forbidden magic dangerous attraction and betrayals that could destroy her.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Magic always demands a price.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>To survive Carwynn must decide who she can trust-and what she's willing to become.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>A weapon...</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Or something far more dangerous.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Because the Skell King is coming.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>And he always reclaims what belongs to him.</span></p><p></p>