The Drowned Gods: Drowning Year - Book One

Every spell costs you the thing you love most.Nerissa Vale steals memories from drowned bodies for a living. It's illegal, it's slow suicide, and she's very good at it. Every time she reaches into the sea, it takes payment - and the sea takes by weight, so it always takes the best thing she has left. Her mother's voice. Her first kiss. The face of the woman who raised her.Then she reads a body that isn't finished dying, and inherits a memory that isn't hers: a god, in the dark, being murdered by its own brothers.The man sent to execute her for it is Tidewarden Lucan Vey - cold, immaculate, and hollowed out by his own service. Neither of them can explain why, when he takes her wrist, both of them feel like they're remembering something.Now the Chancery wants her silent, the tide has stopped for the first time in nine hundred years, and Nera has opened the one vial she's never doubted - her earliest memory, her floor, the proof of who she is.It has a seam in it.Somebody built her.