by Lone Moonborn
Some bloodlines are buried for a reason. Zara Abdullahi Cole is a Lagos paramedic with rent to pay and no time for mysteries. Then a dying man whispers four words in her ambulance they know about you and disappears from a locked morgue before morning. What follows will force Zara to confront what she has spent twenty four years not examining why she heals too fast, why her temper frightens her, why the most powerful supernatural faction in West Africa has been watching her since before she could walk. She is about to find out what her blood has always known. And why her mother never wanted her to.
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