Blood and Sorcery

Lena has never been a fan of magic. After purposely resorting to necromancy, she should feel nothing but guilt. Her guilt is drowned out by the pain her newest thrall brings, and the jealousy that emerges from her two men. Her noble and steadfast chevalier. Her fiery and angry mage. Her calm and logical runic warrior. She knows she might be getting greedy, but is it so wrong to want happiness with each of them?

Yes, when there are other lives at stake. All the mages in the College are at risk of execution after what the last High Enchanter did. Only she knows the truth of what happened in that cabin, and Lena will do everything in her power to protect her friends and the other innocent souls, even if it means marching straight to the king and being executed herself.

Because her soul is not as innocent as she thinks it is. Inside her, there is a darkness. A darkness that calls to an old god of death. The world will never be the same.

Gods are made of monsters and men alike.