Part of Series
Blake Leon and Aspen, Quinn and Kai. They all have their future at stake as we try to uncover the werepirie project and unravel the demon's curse. No one seems to care that I am the cursed one. I see the darkness rising, I just don't scream about it any more. My brother may have uncovered something about the Wood fae from my past, but it's down to me to rip this thing open and finally rid myself of the knife hanging above my head. I've never had enough faith in myself before, but now, I might have found someone else to have that faith for me.
Author
Charlotte Brice started writing at the age of thirteen when her handwriting looked like a drunken spider tried to navigate its way across the page. Practicing her handwriting got a lot more interesting when her gran gave her two Rawhide books, and her imagination took over. Charlotte is left-handed and can lick her own nose. She lives in England with her husband, and many animals, four of them human. Attack chickens, confused dragons and moving rocks make up the majority of the menagerie. We can't expect much better from someone who studied fruit flies during her animal science degree and then qualified as a vet. She remembers those days fondly, when putting her arm up a cow's bottom, and socks on emus' heads was her kind of normality. Now her head is filled with tentacles and schizophrenic phoenixes.
