The Witch’s Son

Some things don't stay suppressed. Theo has spent three months trying to be ordinary. He runs a small plant shop in Brooklyn, keeps to himself, and pretends the shadows in the corners aren't moving. It almost works. Almost. But the magic is always there, coursing through his veins, and the memory of what he did to the person he loved most won't leave him alone. When a distorted figure attacks him in a hospital corridor, and the girlfriend he put in a coma disappears without a trace, Theo can no longer pretend.
Something is hunting him, and the voice growing louder in his mind, the one that sounds exactly like him but isn't, seems to know exactly why. What follows pulls Theo far from the life he was trying to hold together. A jumpy, suspicious roommate. A brother who may not be what he seems. Witch hunters. Ancient bloodlines. And at the center of it all, a name that keeps surfacing in the dark, a strange name that calls to him.
Theo fights to stay himself, but the darkness fights back. And the voice, patient and unrelenting, is starting to sound less like a threat and more like a comfort.