Stevie Jo – författare

Fourth in the Angel of Death series.

The lines between the Three Realms are starting to blur as Fate continues to follow its own desires. For the first Time since the Dawn, the Wielder of Fate seat is vacant with no one in line to claim it. Hope is reduced to the ranks of a Guardian as she tries to win Fate over by bonding with a Mortal. But when the Pied Piper cashes in an old debt, the Dark Angel, Bane, stands in her way. Who will win in the fight for Skyelar''s soul?

While Heaven and Hell attempt to control Fate to their liking, Skyelar finds herself in a precarious position between Elias and Aezra. Elias is still, noticeably, absent from Skyelar''s Life, prompting Aezra to work harder to obtain his Life-Blood by any means necessary. And if being caught between a Sanguis and Mythic isn''t enough, there''s a new Lycan in town. Sent to protect Skyelar from the monsters, she just hopes he can handle it when her monsters dare to bite back. Because temptation bites back...hard.

Independence Day is always a spectacle for Murlance and Falshooke Mountain. Even the Angels in Heaven enjoy seeing the light displays on Earth. This year, though, the Angels are have more critical matters to tend to. Theo is getting sick--something that should never happen to an Angel of Wisdom; Hope is losing her grip on her Mortal; and Samuel is getting impatient with Fate. If Earth isn''t careful, this might be the year the Pied Piper, finally, explodes. 

As the picnic approaches on Earth, the Conquisitors think they have the solution to defeat Elias'' mayoral campaign. If only Elias cared about the campaign half as much as they do. Rather, Elias only cares about keeping Skyelar safe, which bodes poorly for him, because she is willing to risk her entire Life to get what she really wants. So, it''s up to Lilith to ensure Elias'' success and she has centuries of pent-up aggression to release. Especially when Aezra still insists on making her the other woman. So Lilith is determined to show everyone just how much she hates to lose. Tonight, sparks will fly.