The Last Witch

My whole life, I have been a prisoner. Starved. Beaten. Hated. But most of all, I am feared. I am feared because I am the most powerful woman in the world. Most want me dead. Some want to control my magic for their own dark desires. To others, I am salvation. A key to winning a war that has raged for 500 years between those who can use magic, and hunters, who dedicate their entire existence to killing anyone with magic in their blood. I am released from my chains and thrown into a world I am supposed to save. A world that has made me suffer beyond words. Magic must return. But should it?

The chains around my wrists are gone. The doors once locking me in, unbolted. But I'm as far from free as could be. My magic has been stolen, and my power and freedom are held ransom by my ruthless coven leader. Grayson's obsession with furthering the Arcane bloodline, and his unrelenting desire to complete a dangerous spell, returning magic to the world, has consumed him. He is ready to destroy anyone who gets in his way. His brother, his coven, even me. No one is safe.

After the turbulent and heart breaking events of Lilly and Gabriel's almost wedding, nothing will ever be the same. The world has been thrown into violent chaos. Hunters have declared all out war on those with magic in their blood and everyone has been caught in the crossfire. But Hunters, it would seem, are far from the world's biggest threat. A dark evil has been unleashed. One driven by wrath and an insatiable hunger for vengeance. And the fate of the world and all those in it rest in a single pair of hands.

It's been six months since Lilly Hooper reunited with her family, friends, and magic. The Arcane Realm offers freedom and safety for all the witches who are rebuilding their lives and healing. But things are not as straightforward or as easy as they all hoped they would be. The wounds of the past still linger, and Lilly isn't the only one struggling to forget the blood-soaked roads that led them to their new haven. Somewhere, forces are stirring. Forces that refuse to let the past stay in the past.