We, Monsters. Book One: The Tower

Shapeshifters were never gone from the Daahrian mountains. People just liked pretending they were. They’re shifters, after all—they can creep anywhere. Even into a royal family.
And it looks like one actually did just that. The only problem is—he doesn’t know who he is.

Not far south of the mountains, something exists that was never supposed to exist at all. He isn’t human, even if it still looks like one. Well... Almost.

Of course, both of them have questions.

Shame there’s no one left to give answers. Ancient gods are long dead, and the witches of Nath-Kadah hide in the dark alleys—careful not to draw the attention of the young lord of the Upper Lands. Understandably so.

Still, monsters are stubborn things.

They’ll just have to learn to work together.

And that’s the problem—monsters don’t usually play nice.

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A dark fantasy about redemption, fractured selves, unstable power, inner demons, dead gods, cruel rulers, and two strange creatures that were never meant to be heroes.
But hey… look at them.

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