By the Fates, Freed

An ancient prophecy. A secret clan determined to see the world returned to war. A witch marked for death.EalasaidI have no name. No voice. No magic. I am nothing but his toy, his slave. He keeps me in the dark, only bringing me into the light when he wants to use me. I cannot die, for the instrument of my destruction—a shackle, he calls it—holds me in this life of pain and anguish.Until Raven. I don't know what brought him to my tormentor's lair, but his touch set my soul ablaze. In his eyes, I found solace, and when he asked for my trust, I offered it freely. He stood up to the devil who enslaved me, broke the shackle's cruel hold, and brought me to his home, where he offered me everything I could ever want or need. Except for my magic. My witch's flame died so long ago.***RavenI never believed I would find my mate. The moment I brushed her hand, I knew. But how can I mate with her when her body and mind are so broken, I can barely touch her? She's the Jewel, the one witch who...