Mira has black hair, brows, and lashes. She woke up with them white. On her eighteenth birthday. Before she can find answers, she is shoved into the Magical Realm, where the people in power have more questions than explanations. The Council can’t tell her why she changed, and they can’t tell her why the murders and disappearances began on the same night she transformed: Winter Solstice. She has no magic. The realm has monsters, political games, and people who are more interested in testing her than protecting her. Whatever happened to her just started. And if she wants the truth, she has to survive long enough to find it.
