Neon Cathedral

The city was built on a grave. The grave belonged to a goddess. The goddess, it turns out, was only sleeping — and now she’s back, in a borrowed coat, on the wrong side of midnight, with no memory of who she used to be.

Soren has been hired to make sure she never remembers. He has not been told what she is. He is going to figure it out the hard way, in a city full of neon and rain, in a story about how the things we promise outlast the people who promise them.