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A deep shadow covered the city. Bad times were in the air. We’d barely settled after our previous adventures, when our favorite "collector of forbidden things," Argyle Screed, made a proposal we simply couldn’t refuse. The mission? Escorting a dark, sinister entity named Mr. Shape to Faerie. Ah, Faerie…doesn’t it sound so quaint? I’d never set foot in a deadlier land.

An unstoppable assassin. A portal to a forbidden land. A dark plot spun in a treacherous web.

The name’s Abadare Glynt. Yes, really. I’ve been chewed up and spat out more times than a dog’s favorite bone, but I keep coming back for more, which is probably a good thing for an outcast, occasional detective, and all-round shadowy guy. Things weren’t exactly going well, but I’d decided to see the glass as being half-full, so when a beautiful woman with an ugly job fell into my lap, how could I refuse? Add to the mix a hell-raising heist, a murderous dimension hopping enchantress, and a spell on the loose with the potential to destroy half the city.

Two worlds. Dark magic rising. The end game. Why is it always in the middle of the night? The call came in, an old friend, a harrowing problem, and a fight to the death, literally. Then, I found myself on a breakneck journey to a place I’d hoped I’d never have to see again. And that was before the real fireworks began. Next up on the rollercoaster ride to hell; secret meetings, an occult hideout, and an army of the most sinister evil imaginable.

A Devastating Plan. The Undead Rising. Worlds Ending. I’d barely had time to recover from Elsbeth Wyght’s vicious game when the call from Detective Haskins came. This time a bank robbery with a difference... and of course nothing as it seemed. With this turn of events I found myself thrust onto a shadowy trail that would lead me back to the asylum of my deepest nightmares and a desperate hunt for the truth amid a growing, cataclysmic danger.

The witches were weaving a deadly game. I was their next play. The city had gone mean. Hexes flying, bodies dropping, a coven moving through the shadows like they owned them-and I was the one sent in to unravel it. The deeper I dug, the more personal it became. The magic was clawing at scars I'd buried long ago. Someone knew exactly which ones to hit. Rogue sorcery. A price on my head. And a trap I didn't see until it had already closed around me. Trust was a ghost. The odds were worse. I kept going anyway. It's what I do.

The dust had barely settled after my skirmish at Galloway Asylum, and there I was looking forward to some downtime, maybe even a promotion. What I got instead was a covert assignment and an urgent warning from on high: Get out of the city. So I did. And after a quick, or should I say bad, trip down the wrong side of memory lane, I found myself holing up in a sleepy rural town on a strictly cloak and dagger mission: Copperwood Falls, a haunted town where the woods whisper at night, and demons come calling. A place where the shadows are restless, and almost nothing is as it seems.

My name's Morgan Rook, supernatural detective, undercover agent, odd jobs man. I take out the nightmares, demons, and werewolves. Guys like us call them Nightkind. I had one final job. There's always one. This time a call to eliminate a cruel, rogue vampire, named Mr. Tudor. Simple, right? Sure. Until the bodies started piling up in a new wave of vicious occult killings leading scarily close to my own front door, sparking a series of deadly events that would make my years of fighting the Nightkind look like a cakewalk.