No Illusions

The wrong kind of help is worse than none at all…

I'm Kieran Thorne—half-fae, former protector of humanity, and currently the only thing standing between the Faerie Courts and the human corporation trying to harvest their magic.

Or that's what I used to think.

Turns out someone else has been working against Arkanica too—someone with ties to both Faerie and the human world. But his cure might be worse than the disease. Queen Mab agrees… which is why she's sent Vicantha to kill him.

This newcomer's plan is foolish. Reckless. Certain to get him killed. If he's lucky, he won't take the rest of the world with him—but I know better than to rely on luck.

And now that I've learned about his connection to my own past, I have no choice but to help him send the world to hell.