検索キーワード： ナレーター "Caleb Schroeder" すべてのカテゴリー

Daniel has everything—brilliance, success, and control. His mind is a machine, built to analyze, to predict, to understand. Yet, beneath the structure, beneath the logic, something calls to him. A whisper at the edge of his thoughts. A presence that has always been there, waiting. When the cracks begin to show—time stretching too long, patterns unraveling, the world hesitating before catching up—he is forced to confront the one thing he has never questioned: reality itself.

After thinking that they’re hunting a crossroads demon, Frankie and his friends discover that Hecate is in town, and she’s after innocent souls. The gatekeeper of the underworld sends phantoms, who take the shape of someone from the victim’s past, and torments them until they decide to trade in their soul to end the suffering.

Aiden… I hate secrets. They ruin people’s lives and end relationships. Too bad I picked a job that’s full of clients with skeletons in their closet. None of that bothers me because I can compartmentalize. Keep the required boundaries intact. Until she shows up on my doorstep. She’s the one person that can make me forget the rules of the brotherhood. The only person I would even consider doing that for. Problem is, she has one secret that’s a game-changer. And it’s one I’m not sure I can forgive. 

I loved her for years but she never loved me back. When she was taken, I snapped. Now she’s back and not herself. She’s an empty shell of the woman I knew. But I still love her. Her demons are many, and I want to slay every one. Problem is, she thinks she’s too broken.

With her true identity uncovered, Cora now has a new purpose and a mission of utmost importance. Questions lingered- why was her father so distant? While she journeys to relight the Pinnacles, Cora will learn what sacrifice really entails. Their mission complete, the Exhumers return to their city in chaos. A new enemy—the Annexers’ Alliance—was bending everyone to their will. To fight an army, the Exhumers would need an army. Would a powerful nomadic group be their salvation or their demise?

I served my country and returned broken. Trying to fit the pieces back together, I built the Broken Rebel Brotherhood. We walked a fine line between right and wrong to protect those who had nowhere else to turn. I’d never mixed business with pleasure. That is, until her.