The rifts weren’t accidents. They were a miswritten spell—fractured, evolving, and one line away from unleashing something unforgivable. Erry is a folklore scholar drafted into a crisis. Ambrose is a half-demon who knows too much about death. They don’t trust each other. They don’t have time to. But with each new rift, the spell grows stronger—and closer to completion. If the spell completes, something comes back. And the only thing standing in the way is a reluctant romance that could break the world—or save everything.