Now the spells are mine… I used to say I worked better under pressure… I was wrong . This countdown clock on my arm might just break me. Stellan is missing. Someone stole him from me. They ripped him right out of my hands and hid him somewhere I can’t find. I’m desperate to save my soulmate but Second Realm is dying…without me, they have no chance but neither does Stellan. I’m being torn in two and I don’t know if I can help them both. The only chance we have, is if I recreate the Astral Stone. But to do so, I have to brew a potion full of ingredients that are literally out of this world. The angels are sending me on a perilous journey to beg the other realms for help. And they all want a trade. Vampires want my blood, Shifters want my power, and the Fae want my life. Jumping realms was something I thought I’d only see in movies or comics, but it’s real. It’s dangerous. And it comes with a price. For Stellan, I’ll pay anything. But If this clock hits zero, my time is up…and Second Realm will die. And it will be all my fault.