Trust: Volume 1

TRUST. That's what the voice inside my head kept repeating when I woke up between the infamous lion statues of the New York Public Library, with no idea how I got there and no memory of the last year of my life. The only person I ever trusted was my mother, who lied about everything. I want to trust myself, despite my missing memories. But hearing a voice inside my head obviously isn't a good thing, especially since it knows things I don't… like how to speak Ancient Sumerian, the fact that yellow-eyed people aren't actually people, and that my mother's Egyptian ankh necklace was the key to unlocking the truth she hid from me: I'm the last in a long lineage of powerful women whose secrets date back to the ancient Library of Alexandria. Before she disappeared my mother trained me to be an academic centurion. But it doesn't take a genius to figure out that it's a terrible idea to accept protection offers from shape-shifting, Were-assassins that despise you, or that you shouldn't take advice from a mysterious, hot guy with a habit of disappearing right before he tells you exactly what you need to know. You also don't have to read a lot to know that when a supernatural stairway appears behind your closet door you should immediately run the other way. Now, I'm fighting like hell to stay alive while searching for both my missing mother and the truth, desperate to find something or someone I can trust.