Light Wielding and Other Mortal Magics

Sunday Hale has everything she needs for a frontal assault on the faerie realm of Evernight: encyclopedic knowledge of folklore monsters, five years of swordplay lessons, and the Damascus steel sword she bought on eBay for $300. Her plan is uncomplicated. Find the mist demon who abducted her brother Leo, kill it, and bring Leo home, thus ending fourteen years of parental grief and restoring Leo to his rightful place as Mom’s favorite child.

But Sunday’s books never said  anything about him, the terrifying, phantom-infested monster-king of the Evernight who tricks her into swearing fealty and sidetracks her with empty promises. Now she’s been ordered to kill the Moth King’s nemesis, an exiled malcontent whose one vulnerability is steel, an alloy that can only be wielded by mortal hands. If she’s successful, the king will help her find Leo; if not, she’ll become the freshest head on Decapitation Row.

But the Moth King’s enemy isn’t the B-movie ogre Sunday expected. He’s a gloriously beautiful, purple-eyed demigod who’s obviously had a lot more than five years of sword-fighting lessons, and he’s got a competing offer. He’ll tell Sunday exactly where to find Leo, and all she has to do in return is bring him a certain shiny rock.