THE IMMORTAL

Some loves are written in ash. Some curses are older than gods. Lyra has always dreamed of fire. In the flicker of candlelight, in the shadow of strangers, she sees pieces of lives she has never lived—deaths she cannot explain, desires that feel older than her own body. When a stranger appears at a funeral, watching her with eyes that burn like centuries, the dreams sharpen into memory. Eryx is ...