Marisol has grown into her role as a Fae princess, kept safe and sheltered until she was of age. No one would suspect that the true danger may lurk within her. But, something ticks below her skin, something cold and ancient. At first, she thinks nothing of it-just a brush of wind in the cool of night. But as she unwittingly feeds the thing that lies beneath, she calls to gods who have become more myth than truth as the centuries passed.
 
A god's power can only stay hidden for so long, and Marisol's soul may be the home that calls to that power, its perfect match.
But everything needs a counterbalance, which means Marisol isn't alone in her newfound power and compulsions. Darkness clutches to the soul that calls while Light shatters another. Marisol has been thrust into a war of gods, and they don't play by mortal rules. She must decide, is there truly victory to be had in becoming someone who can compete with godly viciousness?