A Shadow of Crows

As autumn approaches and Ember approaches the Cruharach, a revelation rocks Herne’s world that threatens their relationship. In the middle of the chaos, the Wild Hunt is approached by Raven, one of the Ante-Fae. A bone-witch, Raven hires them to find her missing fiancé. The spirits have warned her that he’s in danger.
As the Wild Hunt follows a trail of blood and bones, it leads them into a labyrinth of grisly deaths extending far beyond Raven’s lost love. A serial killer is murdering humans and Fae alike, hoping to win favor with one of the gods. But as Ember and Herne draw close to solving the case, yet another bombshell drops. And this time, the fallout could lead to outright war between the Fae Courts and an ancient enemy.
"I CROUCHED, ONE knee on the ground, as I hid behind the huckleberry bush. As I waited for Viktor’s warning, I glanced up at the sky. The clearing was open to the heavy cloud cover, and I could smell the lightning as it churned overhead. The storm hadn’t broken yet, but I could feel it, like a slow spiraling monster, waiting for the precise moment to let all hell break loose. We were due for a big one—one of our November windstorms in September—but storm or not, we had a job to do and Cernunnos had made it clear how important it was.
I brought my focus back to the task at hand, listening intently, trying to tune out the chanting in the center of the clearing. A group of Light Fae were there, surrounding a statue of Callan, one of the ancient Fae warriors who had single-handedly driven the Fomorians back during the first of the Tuatha-Fomorian Wars, back in Annwn. Unfortunately, they weren’t just here to honor him, but they were attempting to reach back through the mists of time to summon his spirit. And Cernunnos and Morgana had decided that would upset the balance, so we were here to stop it. A low hooting of an owl echoed through the grove, then it called a second time, and a third."