Queen of Shadows and Roses (Brothers of Olympus #1)

A Twisted Fate

Cry, oh god of death,

For your one true love.

A soul reborn from a single flame.

A flower needs sunlight,

Like a shadow needs light.

Memories that weep—anguish runs deep.

Her loss reduces flames

To embers that no longer burn bright.

The tragic loss of abandoned brokenness.

The gods shall reap havoc.

Then, mankind will suffer.

All for the sins of witchery.

Witchcraft will be banished, and a war will rage.

The gods will again rule the mortal plane.