Shrike

<p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Thorne Alder is a weapon and she knows it.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>When Thorne proposes a project to the headmaster of Adonien Academy of History and Art her true goal isn't to develop a mythology journal or even academic glory-it's answers.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>It's magic.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>The thrumming thing that wound itself around her bones the night a witch healer was brought in to assess her violent episodes that feel like her body wants to expel her very soul.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>In search of a cure Thorne finds her destiny intricately tied to Master Dominus Shrike a devastatingly attractive maddeningly arrogant professor who is somehow connected to the inhuman shrieks that echo through the mist-veiled nights. Those pale green glowing eyes of his certainly aren't human and his nightly disappearances align too perfectly with the supernatural horrors that plague the academy. Shrike has answers and Thorne needs them.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Caught between unravelling her dark history and the spine-chilling mysteries of Eregahl Thorne must confront terrifying truths-including the voice inside her head-while trying to elude blooming relationships.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>But her destiny has already been written causing her to question every choice she's ever made.</span></p><p><span style=background-color: rgba(255 255 255 1); color: rgba(15 17 17 1)>Now Thorne must choose: become the vessel she was born to be or protect the first man who might survive her.</span></p>