Death’s hands

Survival was the first thing Lorelei had learned. Her power had marked her from birth, a curse that should have left her abandoned — yet someone still took her in, raised her, cared for her. She knew it couldn’t last, knew something would shatter the fragile peace, but she clung to that faint hope anyway: that this happiness would stretch on forever. It didn’t. Just as she had with her mother, her own hands had killed him. And in the wreckage of her grief, a figure emerged — the only answer to her questions, the only guide through the bloody path she walked carrying along the sorrow of those she killed. — Description from novelcodex.orgFull novel: Death’s hands — read the rest free on N​o⁠v​e⁠l​C⁠o​d⁠e​x⁠.​o⁠r​g⁠