William never asked to be Chosen. He never asked for the Blood that runs through his veins-or the Darkness it wakes inside him.
One moment he's fighting for his life beside a girl with a blade, surrounded by creatures born of Nightmare. The next, he's dragged into the Dead realm by a figure who rises from the Shadow itself.
Fire falls from the sky. Demons hunt the living. And somewhere in the black heart of the Underworld, a Secret waits-a truth about who William really is and what his Magic was meant to do.
But the Evil that pulled him below isn't done with him yet. It needs something only a necromancer can give. And if William refuses, everyone he cares about dies for real this time.
Some destinies are written in Blood. His was written in the Shadow of Death itself.