She's 1 of 12 reincarnated beings in her world, and she has no idea. Amethyst, named after her birthstone, was born with the powers of Mother Nature. Oblivious to the full extent of her abilities, Amethyst rifles through the Devil’s Backbone and steals the night as a jewel thief to hide her glowing eyes. She always snuck around in the dark. It was something she was forced to get used to, but when she meets the Black Flame for the first time, she discovers just what her powers are capable of, and together, they open a new portal of life—or death. Along the way, she discovers friendship, rivalry, and love. Everyone wants a piece of her—whether it be her limbs, her body, or her heart—but all Amethyst wants is to be left alone. ***Sneak Peak Into the Book*** She flitted from flower to flower in the open field of grass as her sisters fluttered behind, following gracefully in her steps. Amethyst sat on a bench not too far from her sisters and, like little flowers dancing in the wind, they moved towards her. She brought her arms out and held them there, until yellow nectar syruped into the center of her palms. One by one the butterflies piled in, causing Amethyst to smile at how vivid and unreal they looked. Their wings were brushed a greenish–teal, complemented with deep blues and accenting purples. They were so majestic. If Amethyst didn’t know any better, she might’ve believed they were fairies—fairies in bug suits trying to stay hidden. A single butterfly fluttered out towards her face, its legs being the first to stick as it landed on her ear. It crawled. The six tiny legs tickled against the small fibers of Amethyst’s hair. She giggled nervously and gently shook her head to wave off the butterfly, but it held tight. It seemed to take comfort in adhering to her ear. Led by her sister, another flew from Amethyst’s hand and onto her cheek. She shook her head a little harder, but the butterflies refused to move. They were beautiful shards of nature, but Amethyst wasn’t so sure about bugs resting on her face. Before another could follow suit, she delicately tossed her hands and nudged the butterflies into the air. She then shooed off the other two. “Ahvèt kõn dû mïlïû,” Amethyst spoke. As if they understood, they flew high into the sky. Their vibrant wings strained to a black behind the sun’s gleam. The little creatures dispersed into a frenzy. They frantically circled the sky before they came zipping down in her direction. Amethyst noticed the zest in their flight and tried to get up, but for some reason she couldn’t move from the bench. She was stuck in place as the insects swarmed the side of her face. She swatted at them, but they only seemed to cluster, and all she could do was shake her head as the sky grew dark and suddenly . . . . . . there was no light. ✯✯✯ RAVING REVIEWS ✯✯✯ "AMETHYST was a piece that immediately captured my attention! I love the sweet, protective dynamic you have established between [the love interest] and Amethyst. It was well written, smooth, and intriguing. I already can't wait to read more!" –D. Lacy "Your creativity for this story is impressive! It is out of the box and kept me on my toes, waiting to see what was g