The Lost Child: An Eleanor Morgan Urban Fantasy Adventured

There’s nothing quite like waking up naked, alone, and on fire. But at least I woke up. It’s not every day a person gets to survive being stabbed by their boyfriend and his magic sword  – not a euphemism.

The gates are open. My work is done, right? Enter Florence, stage left, to remind me that her aid came with a price. And the bill has come due. It’s time to walk through a gate and find my friend’s abducted sister. To do it, I’ll need to find my fae birth family. My only hope is that they’re slightly less heinous than the half-elf who betrayed me.

Finding Florence’s sister isn’t as straightforward as I’d hoped. The intrigue in the royal court rivals anything I’ve seen on a soap opera. I hadn’t expected to be welcomed with open arms, but a couple moments of appreciation for the world breaker might’ve been nice. Let me tell you, attempted murder is a craptastic reward...