Something is devouring the souls of the dead, and instead of sending them to the Otherside, the souls are disappearing altogether.
I've had a pretty tough year.
Not only did I discover that the creepy stalking zombies I've been seeing since birth are real and not delusions, but I found out they were the ghosts of the dead.
I can release them.
Unfortunately with a new ward under my care and a supernatural government agency hunting for him, my hands are already pretty damn full. Life of course could give two shits about my problems. I've got to fix the black-hole sucking souls or lose my best friends child forever.
How do you fight an ageless Fairy King?
You don't. Not if you like living. But I decided a long time ago that I wasn't going to die. I hate bindings and no one is going to make me a slave in death. Now I just have to make sure I don't die trying.