StormGate (SilverGate Academy #2)

SilverGate was meant to be a cage. Instead, it’s becoming a map. The ritual I performed should have opened a door home.

But, it woke the academy’s oldest secret: a gate buried beneath the wards, sealed in storm magic and fed by the dead. Now the halls shift when I pass.

The restless dead whisper titles no one in this realm should know. And the monsters around me have mistaken proximity for permission. They want me cautious. Contained. Compliant.

They couldn’t be more wrong. My pantheon exiled me to make me powerless, but something beneath SilverGate remembers what I was. A weapon. A ruler. A ruin wearing a witch’s face.

The storm gate is calling. And this time, when a door opens, I won’t be the one kneeling.