I’m trained to kill fairies.
That’s right; Fairies. I’m an Extinguisher; a psychic soldier charged with protecting our world from them—the Fey. Long ago, there was a war between humans and fairies, and the world was nearly destroyed by it. Now, we have a truce in place to prevent that from happening. Both sides have armies to enforce the truce; we have the Extinguishers and they have the Wild Hunt. Humans don’t remember the truce anymore; they don’t remember the Fey anymore. A fact that the Fey use to their advantage. I hate that. After they killed my mother, I even started to hate them. But that hatred doesn’t seem to matter when I look at him. Fairy hunter. Deadly. Beautiful. Intent on sliding himself into my life. Well, we’ll just see about that.
The Gods are real and I hunt them.
Ever since I learned the truth—that Gods live among us, manipulating and murdering humans—I’ve fought against them. I’ve trained with sword and magic to be strong enough to kill them. Except now, on the cusp of my greatest battle, everything I know has been turned upside down by one man and his offer of an alliance. One man who is also a god.