The Raven Thief

One sword with the power to decide fates. Known as the Raven, Enya has a reputation for getting things done no matter the cost. Which is exactly why brothers Rowan, Beacon, and Niall hire her to help them retrieve a legendary sword. To Enya, this job means avoiding the noose and giving her crew the lives they deserve. Unfortunately, there is far more to this quest than meets the eye. A threatening rebellion. Fights for the throne. Sinister assassination attempts. Tyrannical rulers. With every corner turned, the hunt for the sword becomes far more deadly. But the worst is yet to come. An ancient evil is rising, hell-bent on reclaiming its army and power. Can Enya become the salvation mankind needs? Or will secrets kept by so-called allies allow the world to be plunged into darkness and despair? Excerpt: But she refused to present herself as anything less than stoic and unreadable. Fear made people weak. It made them easy targets as they squirmed, trying to find a way out of the black webs woven by the Raven and her hidden eyes strategically located around the capital. Fears revealed truths people never wanted to tell. Revealed their true nature. That's why Enya concealed her fear at every turn. She wouldn't be made into such a weakling in front of others. Besides, if she were just some lowly scoundrel to them, why send an army to arrest her? That only fueled her confidence further. It wasn't every day the king wanted an audience with a prisoner. That meant she was important. Enya smiled viciously at her captors. She would prove to them they weren't untouchable. That even the king should fear her. Captive or not, she would show them. She would show them what it meant to be afraid. What it meant to live in the hell they had created. She would prove to them that the Raven and her Grims were not to be underestimated. A bump in the road made her chains rattle. Enya scowled, turning her face to her bound hands in disgust. But she would have to live first.