Contains books 1–3 of The Nightfall Wars.

The Son of the Morning, book one:

Fifty years ago, the nightwalkers appeared, creatures of shadow and darkness, thirsting for blood and death.

Thousands died, and the kingdom of Entarna was brought to its knees. Then the Chosen came: six men and women endowed with powers by Amedan, the God of Fire and Light. The Chosen joined with the kingdom's armies, and together, they managed to defeat the night's creatures. At least for a time.

Alesh, a servant to Chosen Olliman, the greatest of Amedan's priests, knows well what the darkness holds. He saw it as a child when his father and mother were killed, and he was left with a blackened, festering scar that refuses to heal.

The day wanes, and the night comes again, but when those chosen to protect the kingdom are unable or unwilling to help. When the fellowships of the past have crumbled, it is left to an orphaned servant—a man many believe to be cursed—to stand against the rising darkness.

The Truth of Shadows, book two:

Three strangers were chosen by the gods. A castle-servant who can bend fire and light to his will. A musician whose song can soothe even the wildest of hearts. And a nobleman with the gods' own luck. Three strangers gifted with powers beyond that of normal mortals stand against the armies of shadow.

But there are other gods, other powers lurking in the darkness, and they, too, will find their champions.

Hunted by mortal and immortal enemies alike, Alesh and his companions flee south to the Ferinan lands. There, they will search for help they desperately need, those who might stand with them against the coming darkness.

A nobleman without hope. A musician to whom every song sounds like a funeral dirge. A castle servant at risk of being consumed by an evil greater than any he has faced. They have set themselves against the coming Ever Dark. But shadows are not easily conquered, and no matter how many are cut down, more rise in their place.

For the truth of shadows is that they are not born. They are made.

The Warriors of the Gods, book three:

Blades hidden in the dark lose none of their edge....

Alesh and his friends have evaded the Broken and his warriors, fleeing into tunnels hidden deep in the earth. They travel to Peralest, a city where they hope to find help, to find sanctuary. But when night falls and the shadows caper, hopes are snuffed out as easily as a candle flame. Betrayed and hunted, Alesh and his companions must learn how to use the magic the gods have blessed them with if they're to have any chance of survival.

But not all magic is good, and not all blessings are kind. Kale Leandrian hides away in his castle chambers, disguising himself so others might not see the monster he has become. But no disguise can conceal the unnatural hunger or thirst for violence growing inside him. A hunger that won't be stayed. A thirst that must be sated.

In Valeria, Tesharna's soldiers comb the streets for any who might threaten her secret desires. She also wears a mask, one of confidence and loyalty to Amedan. Beneath that mask, darkness seethes, a darkness even she does not fully comprehend, for the greatest of disguises hide the truth even from those who wear them.

Night comes. The Darkness rises, and in its rising, no mortal will be safe. In its rising, even gods will die.