In the heartland of Illinois, lies more than werewolves and vampires; gargoyles are what creep the land of never before seen rural areas of Illinois. Ace is amongst the many creatures, and is the one with a destiny that is granted every one-thousand years to various creatures. What once was a normal life, now transformed into a test of skill, killing, betrayal, choices, sacrifice, and luck. Ivory is the key to confirming Ace's ticket to forever living with the Immortalis; however, with a vampire after her as well, and her father returning, how will the prophecy be completed, and who will get Ivory to the throne first? No one knows, except the Council.
In order for either of them to succeed, they must solve the murder of Sir Johnson, and the death of the late Ruler, Miles Liverstone.
Twenty-four hours has been set, who will make it to the end?

Timed

“We need a new heir to the throne,” The Elder said, his hand massaged his temples, and he grimaced. 


“Sir,” the lower chair, a young man in his twenties, had said. “How and where are we going to find a man or perhaps a wench to fulfill the seating this late in the season. You're quite daft, my Lord,” 


“Daft indeed,” the woman next to the lower chair said, “nonetheless, it is the Elder's choice; and have us be damned if it messes up, but no one thinks so, and neither should you, Calvin.” 


The room stood still for a moment; eyes were focused on the lower chair, Calvin. 


“My apologies,” Calvin said, and sat back down quietly. 


A knock on the door was heard from across the room, the Elder shuttered, and walked over to open the door. 


The door creaked open, and revealed a man and a young girl. That damned girl was me. Ivory Brigid AdelineLa Boussière. Eustace was at my side—his grip had tightened slightly, and dragged me closer to where the Council was. 


Chapter 15