Wild Fire

I know their secrets. Most people would end their relationships with these men. These men who betrayed my trust, and in some cases, my heart. Unfortunately for me, I'm not most people. Hell, there are times when I wonder where and when my common sense abandoned me. Then there's the war. The war you don't know about. The war I shouldn't know about. But I'm centered in it because I'm a pawn of higher beings, angels. Well, ex-angels. Exiles, to be exact. The only way to stop this exile rebellion is to track down its instigator, prove it's not someone I love. Only problem is that exiles can hide their face from the world if they choose, and most do. Then there's that pesky fire, the ignes iudicii, which doesn't just kill you, but burns you out of existence, out of history, altogether. All I have to aid me in my quest are these men, until one of them betrays me. So here I stand, Charlotte Grace, essentially alone.