I thought I'd reached pinnacle bad with the gaslighting spaceship. I was wrong.
Multiverse-level wrong.
The Fate Progenitor stole my Midnight Blade. Then he stole Nax and Leif. And now that horrid ship, all the equally horrid human factions vying for control, and the terrifying dragons who invaded our planet-they all want mouthfuls of my mind. My body.
My soul.
Thing is, someone has to save the world. How much can I take before my psyche bleeds out?
Join Del Parrish in the third installment of Witch of the Midnight Blade and her final battle against evil Fates, dragons, and time-hopping super-soldiers.