The Scribemaster Chronicles

THE SCRIBEMASTER CHRONICLES VOL. 2 - SPECTRES

With revelations unfolding, Harper's true identity set a wildfire raging out of control. Mistakes and fractured memories rewound precious connections, endangering everything Tiris ever wanted.
When Tyl the Farsighted opened everyone's hearts and minds to love, it was done with the understanding that loving another came with great risk. Cynergian foxes, in particular, were predisposed to a type of grief so crippling it extinguished their Ember at the cost of their life.
Nothing good in this universe ever comes easy, and the greater the love...the greater the agony. Cursed by love, Tiris still desperately pursued it.
Mounting pressure from all sides weighed heavily on the ailing Prime. The second family's followers want him off the throne and will use anything to their advantage. This was the worst time for any weakness to show, especially now when a powerful new player to the game had stepped in his way, blocking his path to Harper for their own amusement, hellbent on watching his demise.

Dusting herself off and picking up the pieces was just what Harper did, but aside from losing her livelihood, there was something else, something she just couldn't seem to recall, no matter how hard she tried.
Adjusting to her new lifestyle took some work and a lot of soul-searching. She got through the rough spots by staying busy and attempting not to dwell on the past-or what she could remember of it.
She had plenty of work, wild new friends, and some pissy old pals vying for her attention. Even her time as a murder suspect looked to be behind her, and things had started to settle. Life wasn't all drama-until she met her new boss.