My life has been a lie. I’m about to be eighteen, but my bithling blood could destroy the entire universe and the fate of all mankind. ...And he was off limits. He was beautiful. He was my stalker. He was my protector. He could have been my killer... and I could be his destroyer. His world of Durt was adorned by alluring lavender moons, fascinating creatures, and had an undeniable Darkness... but still I wanted him. Would the cost be my life? And would it be worth it?