Miranda Ashworth's mother kept secrets buried in a drawer.
For twenty-seven years, Miranda has lived with the knowing — the dreams before the phone rings, the dread before the diagnosis. She's learned to smile through it. To be the perfect Westchester wife. To stay silent.
Until she finds an old stone hidden among her dead mother's things.
She thinks it's costume jewelry. She wears it to a cocktail party.
Now every handshake is a window. Every touch shows her how they'll die... and when. She can't unknow what she sees. And she can't stop herself from trying to change it.
But death keeps its own ledger. And when Miranda's small mercies draw the attention of something ancient, something that watched her grandmother burn for the same sin, she learns what the Harrow women have always learned too late:
You cannot cheat the balance.
And Thanatos always collects.
Genre: Fantasy
For twenty-seven years, Miranda has lived with the knowing — the dreams before the phone rings, the dread before the diagnosis. She's learned to smile through it. To be the perfect Westchester wife. To stay silent.
Until she finds an old stone hidden among her dead mother's things.
She thinks it's costume jewelry. She wears it to a cocktail party.
Now every handshake is a window. Every touch shows her how they'll die... and when. She can't unknow what she sees. And she can't stop herself from trying to change it.
But death keeps its own ledger. And when Miranda's small mercies draw the attention of something ancient, something that watched her grandmother burn for the same sin, she learns what the Harrow women have always learned too late:
You cannot cheat the balance.
And Thanatos always collects.
Genre: Fantasy