Sometimes the pomegranate doesn''t fall far from the tree...
Asher Anderson is angry-at the world, at himself, at the way his best friend Lucy Wolfe seems determined to tune out this buzzing connection between them. He doesn-t mean to solve all his problems with violence, but maybe he has too much of his father in him. That-s why the faculty at Avernia College hates him, right? Because of the -evil- blood in his veins?
He should know better than to darken the old, ivy-covered university-s door, but it-s practically a law of the universe: wherever Lucy goes, Asher follows. Even if that means entering a twisting labyrinth of secret societies, human sacrifices, and a very personal history soaked in blood.
Lucy is used to being an outcast. She-s even used to Asher being her dark, brooding shadow. What she isn-t used to is him shattering her resolve by taking her up against library bookshelves as she desperately pretends her heart hasn-t always been his. She shou
