Fate wasn't supposed to have plans for me. I'm an outcast, a loner. The boy named for death who never quite started to live. But then, Poe came back - the girl I once kissed in a thorn-covered chapel in the woods. She brought back memories long buried, and I could no more resist her than I could pry out my own heart. She brought up secrets and set rituals into motion. She brought me to the man who owns Thornchapel, Auden Guest. And then, she found the bones. The only thing Auden and I can agree on is Proserpina Markham, and she wants us to find a way to be together - all three of us. But the past casts a long shadow. Eight years ago, I did something terrible to Auden. He hurt me back the only way he knew how. And so here we are. Our hatred seasoned with pain and my loneliness spiked with longing. If Auden wants to earn her as his submissive, then he has to earn me, as well. That was the promise he made. But with the carnal revel of Beltane fast approaching, it's becoming clear that Thornchapel's secrets are much deeper and older than any of us could have ever guessed. They're making us complicit. And they will have a cost. Because, no matter how bright and merry a feast of sparks may be, it's always followed by ashes. And darkness. Feast of Sparks is book two in the Thornchapel series.
