The Priestess Loyalty is a fickle thing, but I’ve found mine in two men. Nothing about them is the same, yet the similarities that only I can see, are enough to draw me to them. I want to protect one and destroy the other, but what happens when their true intentions are brought to light? They see me as someone to worship—or so I thought. Danger is on the horizon and I’ll face it head on because that’s just the kind of gal I am. The Devil Feelings are boring and emotions are useless, yet the one thing I want in this world seems to keep eluding me. A beautiful evil carefully disguised as someone who knows how to pull my strings and can stop me before it’s too late. For her? For me? For her friend? I don’t know. I see her for what she really is and she won’t be able to keep slipping out of reach. Why? Because eventually, even the devil gets his due. The Burden Life isn’t something that’s been easy for me, yet her presence alone makes it all seem worth it. I never expected to feel what I do for someone who I know should be out of reach, but it’s not just her anymore. It’s him too, and he knows it. They both do. They play me against each other. One testing my loyalty, the other testing my ability to feel, and I let them. I can’t live without one, but I know that I won’t be able to survive if I cross the other. Times are going to become more difficult and even though I know what side I should choose, I’m afraid that when faced with the choice, I’ll lead with my heart and not with my head.

The ... Beatrix It's getting closer and the time for change is now. He thinks I don't know his plan with all of this, but he's not as smart as he seems. I've watched him long enough—dealt with how high in esteem he holds himself, and that will be his downfall. He won't hurt us. He can't hurt us. The winds are starting to shift in my favor, and I'll make him beg for a mercy he won't receive. The ... Lakyn Stupid kids. Both of them. They think they're so brilliant, that I don't know that they've been plotting against me since we took to the road, but I've got a little weapon that neither of them are even aware of yet. The little perfect princess thinks that when we reach the end, it'll be over. But for me? That's when the fun will finally begin. The ... Ichabod I'm torn in two. My loyalty for Beatrix is unshakable, but Lakyn ... He's starting to make me feel wanted—truly wanted, and he's helping me stand on my own two feet. I love Bea, but she's never done this for me before. He's opening my eyes to how she only thinks for herself and how the world will crumble beneath her heel when she snuffs out another life over her birthday candles. But will it be mine? Am I the one thing standing in her way of everything she's ever wanted?

The Magistra Gizzy’s my name. Hard G, no matter what Mr. Meyer says. I had no plans on ever getting involved with him, but one day while sitting in the wrath and ruin left behind by Priestess Beatrix, I decided that he should lend us a helping hand. I didn’t count on him bringing a friend along and I can see that the boy needs help. He needs someone to intercede on his behalf—to save him from the devil incarnate, and that’s just what I intend to do. After all, the only way to wound a monster is to steal what’s closest to his heart. Whether he wants to admit it or not. The Bastard It seems that I’ll never get away from this emo goth cult. Apparently this little girl wants me to help them rebuild their house of worship—like I care or something. But as I’ve said before, curiosity has always been a sin of mine, and I decided to bring Ichabod along since he practically begged me once I let him read the letter. This G girl is starting to test my patience, though. The longer I listen to her babble about how it’s my duty to help her, the more I feel like playing some tunes and tearing her apart. Patience is a virtue and all that, right? What I’m trying to say is that I know where the bones are buried and the new girl thinks she has a one up on me. Little does she know, I’ve got a trick left up my sleeve and when the moment is right, I’m going to play my hand. The Unloved I don’t know which way is up anymore. I didn’t think we’d ever be going back to Bea’s old church since the last we knew, she burned it to the ground then disappeared. I miss her. Even though she fed me to the wolf and told me she didn’t love me anymore, I can’t help but wonder where she went. Curiosity is Lakyn’s sin, mine is wanting to belong to someone. It’s why I won’t leave him; I feel like maybe one day he’ll come around and see me as something more than just a body to be used and abused. He left me, though, just like Beatrix. Gizzy’s made me an offer I can’t refuse and if I can’t beat the Devil, then I may as well join him. Carrion is not a standalone. It is advised to read Scavengers and Vultures first.