I’ve been told my entire life that I’m human. Until one day--I’m not. I’m an Ascent, something far rarer than being a mere supernatural. There’s unrest in Hell between the four factions and their princes. The Ghost and Decay factions are at war, while the Fire and Shadow factions seek to find harmony. I’m fated to be their mate and queen, set to bring balance between the factions and the realms. What falls in Hell will cause unrest on Earth. My patience is wearing thin, especially between the Resistance and chatty thrones for the princes that keep throwing more problems on my plate. Fated mates, who ask for unwavering allegiance.

Ezra, the loyal shifter seeking redemption.

Soren, the ambitious Djinn seeking unity.

Daire, the cold Vampire pursuing humanity.

And Rivien, the detached and reclusive Necromancer, looking for peace.

They all want peace in Hell. I might become a Queen, but will they deserve to be my Kings?