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Chapters (64)
  1. Front Cover
  2. Title Page
  3. Copyright
  4. Contents
  6. Pronunciation Guide
  7. Prologue
  8. Part One
  9. One
  10. Two
  11. Three
  12. Four
  13. Five
  14. Six
  15. Seven
  16. Eight
  17. Nine
  18. Ten
  19. Eleven
  20. Twelve
  21. Thirteen
  22. Part Two
  23. Fourteen
  24. Fifteen
  25. Sixteen
  26. Seventeen
  27. Eighteen
  28. Nineteen
  29. Twenty
  30. Twenty-One
  31. Twenty-Two
  32. Twenty-Three
  33. Part Three
  34. Twenty-Four
  35. Twenty-Five
  36. Twenty-Six
  37. Twenty-Seven
  38. Twenty-Eight
  39. Twenty-Nine
  40. Thirty
  41. Thirty-One
  42. Thirty-Two
  43. Thirty-Three
  44. Thirty-Four
  45. Thirty-Five
  46. Part Four
  47. Thirty-Six
  48. Thirty-Seven
  49. Thirty-Eight
  50. Thirty-Nine
  51. Forty
  52. Forty-One
  53. Forty-Two
  54. Forty-Three
  55. Forty-Four
  56. Forty-Five
  57. Forty-Six
  58. Forty-Seven
  59. Epilogue
  60. Excerpt from The Sun and Its Shade
  61. The Night and Its Moon Playlist
  62. Acknowledgments
  63. About the Author
  64. Back Cover

Nox deflated, clutching her handful of flaky gems until they bit into her hands. Only moments prior they’d had hands full of stars and bellies full of sunshine. She hadn’t meant to ruin it. She said, “They just want to keep you safe.”

Amaris was quiet for a long time. A small breeze picked up the silvery strands of her hair. It fluttered around her like a cloud before she turned back to Nox. Her frosted lashes remained lowered over her eyes as she told Nox she was ready to go back to the manor, her voice as damp as her spirits. Nox kicked herself internally. She hadn’t meant to spoil what little fun free time they had.

Amaris hadn’t waited for a response before scaling back down the tall, gray boulders.

Nox followed, her frown absorbing into her skin. She kept her eyes on her feet as they rounded the trees that crowded the far shore until they came upon a familiar, obnoxious voice.

“Look who it is!” Achard put his hands on his hips. Nox found Achard irritating on the best of days and worthy of being drowned in the pond on the worst of days. She briefly debated whether it would be worth it to get in the vile pond water if it meant holding his head under the surface.

She was no stranger to her temper. Emotion roiled through her, heating her cheeks and forcing her hands into fists. She opened her mouth to snap back when Amaris beat her to the punch.

“I’m sorry,” Amaris said. “It must be hard for you to see someone who has a friend who actually likes them.”

Nox wanted to laugh, but her body spiked with adrenaline. If Achard retaliated, she’d at least have an excuse to give him a black eye. The moment lingered between them as Achard stood on the muddy shore, slack-jawed and seething. Amaris returned a proud, defiant glare. It was rare that a matron saved the day, but a voice calling from the manor cut their altercation short. The standoff simmered for a moment as a matron’s voice called again, the children refusing to break eye contact.

“Knock it off” came the soft voice of the redheaded girl from over their shoulder.

Nox swallowed in surprise at who had spoken. It was rare to get a peep out of the sisters, and no one in Farleigh blamed them.

Their arrival had been memorable and traumatic for everyone.