How does one go from being the scary monster mothers warn their babies about to being a mother herself? Painfully, that's how. At the same time, how does that mother decide to make sure her child will never have to look over her shoulder or be scared that one day her parents won't make it home? Funny, I believe the answer is the same for either question. Although with the latter, I hope I am the one dealing out the pain instead of feeling it.

My knives are sharpened, the guns are oiled, and my teeth are filed. It is time for a throwdown and when all is said and done, we will all either be dead or wearing crowns. I won't say I am cheering for the crowns, because my head is just too small for one, but I guess I will suffer with it over the other option.

Will I rise to the occasion and help free paranorms from their corrupted leadership? Will I earn my halo and become the super power everyone keeps talking about? Can you really potty train a one-day-old?

Who knows, but I am sure it will be an interesting trip to find out.

This is book seven in the Nyx Slaughter series. It is a companion book to the sixth book and picks up right where the sixth book left off.