All magic includes a price tag.

It’s a lesson witches are taught from a young age, along with the ones about how exactly we’ll never survive a vampire turning, how hunters will always seek to eradicate us, and what sort of devil’s bargain can’t ever be broken.

But together, my rebels and I’ve shattered every last rule, ignored every last caution. We’ve grown more powerful because of it, and so considerably, we’ve survived everything fate has tossed our way.

So what’s one more warning shunned, yet another cosmic law overturned when confronted with such a devastating loss? To keep the men I really like safe, there is nothing I will not risk. Break. Destroy.

What’s done is done. All we are able to do now could be face the results, and hope that when fate involves collect, we can afford to pay the price.

Contains mature themes.