By M.L.N. Hanover
Jayne Heller has came upon the resource of her uncanny powers: anything else resides inside of her physique. She's possessed. Of all her partners, she will purely carry herself to open up to Ex, the previous priest. They search aid from his outdated instructor and the circle of neighbors he left at the back of, hoping to cleanse JaynÉ earlier than the parasite in her turns into too robust.
Ex’s heritage and a brand new enemy mix to go away JaynÉ on my own and at the run. Her associates, pondering that the rider together with her has taken the reins, try and hunt her down, ignorant of the chance they’re placing her in. JaynÉ needs to defeat the load of the prior and the murderous reason of one other rider, and her simply allies are a rogue vampire she as soon as helped loose and the anonymous factor hiding inside of her dermis.
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