After the regime executes her husband for treason, Eva Wilder is cast out of her home, stripped of status, safety, and illusion. Eva has only one option: disappear, and trust no one.
She intends to do just that—until the tide washes up a half-drowned stranger with blood on his hands and fire in his eyes. He claims to be a hunter sent from the East to cleanse Londo City of its secret plague: the ruling elite, long corrupted by vampiric power. Eva doesn't believe in monsters—only men with too much power and too little conscience. But when she sees her estranged sister shackled and sentenced for a crime she didn't commit, the past comes roaring back.
To save Joanna, Eva must decide whether to confront the machinery that destroyed her family—or vanish again into the shadows. But aligning with a vampire killer, no matter how compelling, could be its own kind of suicide. The hunter speaks of revolution. Eva only wants to survive.
Yet the deeper she descends into the underbelly of Port Pennwood, the more she realizes the monsters are real, and some wear human faces.
Bleak, visceral, and charged with resistance, The Phoenix is a dystopian tale of blood, loyalty, and one woman's struggle for redemption.
