In this world, your twenty-first birthday isn’t celebrated with drinks or parties. No, the occasion is far more significant. On the day you come of age, the realm’s grand committee—known as The Embers—grants you a single wish. Anything your heart desires. Word for word so be careful… There are only three rules: You cannot wish for additional wishes. You cannot wish for the death on yourself or anyone else. And you cannot wish to take a seat among The Embers themselves. About the Realm The most powerful beings in the realm make up a grand committee known as The Embers. Some are Fae, others are Shapeshifters, and a few belong to races so ancient their origins have long been forgotten. Together, they govern the realm and oversee the granting of wishes. The people of Cinder Hallow are known as Fireflies— ordinary citizens who live beneath the watchful gaze of The Embers and await the day of their twenty-first birthday, when they will be granted a single wish. Those who commit serious crimes lose the right to be called Fireflies. Instead, they become The Charred Ones. The Charred Ones are stripped of their freedoms and cast into vast underground prisons deep beneath the realm… known as Pyrock. There, they spend the remainder of their lives without ever seeing the burning sun again. As the years pass, they are said to slowly become Ash— a fate considered far worse than death itself.