Ruins

Accepting This Vision As Fate Would Be My Ruin.

I may be an immortal psychic, but having a vision that the Horseman of Death will rise and claim my soulmate’s life really puts a crimp in my style. I mean, I just got him back.

Apollo has to know I’ll do everything in my power to stop it.

But no matter what I do, I can’t seem to push my abilities to give me specifics. Each time I try, it’s like my energy is siphoned and it takes me days to get back on my feet. Neat-o.

Add on top, we’re trying to keep the Gemini Twins, Colton and Cat, from self-destructing–or worse, getting taken by Sentinel.

Unfortunately, my rag-tag team is having problems of their own, so they’re zero help. Everything around me is falling apart and I can’t let it happen.

Come hell or high water, I will find a way to hold this group of misfits together–and good luck to anyone who tries to stand in my way.

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Hljóðbók: 19 juli 2025