War is coming - and this time, I swear it's not my fault. Sol and his reanimated Unseelie army are hell-bent on destroying the Seelies once and for all. Worse, he's stolen the most priceless relic in this land - Zayn's grimoire - along with my magic-unleashing gilded blood.

War is coming - and this time, I swear it's not my fault. Sol and his reanimated Unseelie army are hell-bent on destroying the Seelies once and for all. Worse, he's stolen the most priceless relic in this land - Zayn's grimoire - along with my magic-unleashing gilded blood.

• Oh yeah, and Sol's claim is slowly killing me (though I'm so pent-up, I might actually die of horniness first).*

• But not all hope is lost. I somehow led the elves through the mountain, arriving at the Summer Palace in one battered, weary piece. Bonus points: I've expanded our ad hoc army by two hundred more soldiers - never mind the fact they're completely untrained, three-foot-tall tommyknockers.*

• And, for better or worse, while Zayn was busy prepping the castle for battle, my loud-mouthed Jewish mother gained the "support" of our equally-shrill family members. Unfortunately, banshees have the power to predict the future, and our outlook isn't looking so good.*

• The only way we'll survive the impending war is by finding some mysterious "ally" in the most inhospitable, remote corner of the Fae Realm: a ghost from Zayn's past who will either help lead the Seelies to salvation...or doom us all.*