The Fae Lord of Endless Night
Abigail Foster has spent seven years hiding a terrifying secret: a brilliant, burning light that lives beneath her skin. Ever since it first incinerated her bedroom curtains when she was seventeen, Abigail has lived a life of rigid precautions. She hides behind blackout curtains, covered mirrors, and heavy leather gloves in the warmth of May, terrified of the destructive power that pulses in her veins like a living thing. But the light is growing restless, fueled by haunting dreams of sharpened glass towers, a silver river, and a moon with no face. As Abigail fights to maintain her carefully constructed, ordinary life in the city, the world around her begins to unravel. When an impossible shadow defies the morning sun to deliberately reach for her, Abigail realizes her precautions are no longer enough. The darkness knows where she lives, and her hidden light is listening.
Abigail Foster has spent seven years hiding a terrifying secret: a brilliant, burning light that lives beneath her skin. Ever since it first incinerated her bedroom curtains when she was seventeen, Abigail has lived a life of rigid precautions. She hides behind blackout curtains, covered mirrors, and heavy leather gloves in the warmth of May, terrified of the destructive power that pulses in her veins like a living thing. But the light is growing restless, fueled by haunting dreams of sharpened glass towers, a silver river, and a moon with no face. As Abigail fights to maintain her carefully constructed, ordinary life in the city, the world around her begins to unravel. When an impossible shadow defies the morning sun to deliberately reach for her, Abigail realizes her precautions are no longer enough. The darkness knows where she lives, and her hidden light is listening.
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Abigail Foster has spent seven years hiding a terrifying secret: a brilliant, burning light that lives beneath her skin. Ever since it first incinerated her bedroom curtains when she was seventeen, Abigail has lived a life of rigid precautions. She hides behind blackout curtains, covered mirrors, and heavy leather gloves in the warmth of May, terrified of the destructive power that pulses in her veins like a living thing. But the light is growing restless, fueled by haunting dreams of sharpened glass towers, a silver river, and a moon with no face. As Abigail fights to maintain her carefully constructed, ordinary life in the city, the world around her begins to unravel. When an impossible shadow defies the morning sun to deliberately reach for her, Abigail realizes her precautions are no longer enough. The darkness knows where she lives, and her hidden light is listening.
