From the Sunday Times bestselling author of Starling House, Alix E. Harrow, comes a moving and genre-defying adventure through time – as a reluctant lady knight and a not-so-heroic-historian will fight through time and space to rewrite their tragic fates . . . and finally reveal the truths hidden beneath the greatest legend ever told. It begins where it ends: beneath the yew tree – a girl not yet a knight, and a boy without a story. It is where she pulls a sword from the heartwood and becomes a legend. And it is where, more than a thousand years later, he will find her – and lose her – and find her – and lose her again. It is where a new story will be written – but whose will it be?

After the loss of a child along with a slew of agonizing misfortunes, Nick and Jess decide to end their lives. Unable to cope with the misery that fills their days, they commit one last act together and die in loving relief. But when Nick wakes up, he soon realizes that death isn't the gentle darkness he expected. Panicked and horrified, he struggles to understand the twisted abominations and hellish world he's now trapped in. Driven by desperation and a sudden will to survive, he sets out to find Jess and is unable to cope with the thought of her having to suffer through the terrors this new reality holds. But nothing could prepare him for the nightmares he found... nothing could prepare him for The Black Farm.

From the Sunday Times bestselling author of Starling House, Alix E. Harrow, comes a moving and genre-defying adventure through time – as a reluctant lady knight and a not-so-heroic-historian will fight through time and space to rewrite their tragic fates . . . and finally reveal the truths hidden beneath the greatest legend ever told. It begins where it ends: beneath the yew tree – a girl not yet a knight, and a boy without a story. It is where she pulls a sword from the heartwood and becomes a legend. And it is where, more than a thousand years later, he will find her – and lose her – and find her – and lose her again. It is where a new story will be written – but whose will it be?

DollieWhen we first met, we were just two kids with nothing in common. Different interests and struggles put a wedge between us before we could ever be friends.Then a terrible childhood trauma bonded us, bringing us closer forever. We became each other's everything. A light in the dark that the other needed to make it through.All that changed the night my beloved parents died.He couldn't be my comforter anymore.He couldn't be around me at all.Because my words sentenced him to years behind bars.AmbroseI should hate her for putting me in prison. For moving on with her life while I wasted ten lonely years writing letters she never replied to...but hate isn't what I feel as I watch from the shadows of the family home after she returns for the first time since that night.My sweet Dollie has no idea we're living in the same house, because she still can't step foot upstairs.But I like that I'm close enough to comfort her again. Because she needs it more than ever, and she can't get it from her boyfriend.We grow a little closer each time we talk anonymously. Each time she reaches out and tells a stranger of something awful that he's done, I'm there to soothe her pain.She wonders how I know her so well. How I'm able to take away all the hurt she's feeling.But she has no idea that I've been doing it her whole life.