In the world of 2400, your blood is not your own.
It is a currency, a weapon, and a leash. For Riven Slate, a courier for the resistance in the oppressive Warren Nine, this truth is branded into her skin—a registration tattoo that marks her as property. She has spent her life surviving in the margins, until a night of desperate escape changes everything.
Cornered by the Collector’s enforcers, Riven is saved by a stranger with eyes the color of old grief. She wakes three days later, transformed into something the Dominions have never seen: a hybrid, caught between the human world she was born into and the ancient, blood-soaked power of the Dusk-born.
Now, Riven navigates a shadowy rebellion alongside a fourteen-century-old warrior, Kael Dravenmoor, whose silences speak louder than any vow. By her side is Zara Osei, a witch whose newly ignited Akan fire burns with the audacity of someone who refuses to be afraid—and who refuses to be a side character in Riven’s story.
But the Collector, an ancient entity who has hunted for a being like Riven for two millennia, is on the move. To survive, Riven must master her volatile blood, trust an alliance that could shatter at any moment, and become the one thing the Dominions fear most: a sovereign who writes her own rules.
The fight for a better world has no end. But the fight is where she lives.