Released: November 4, 2025
Genre: Young Adult Urban Fantasy (w/ Romance elements)
Major Themes: Generational Trauma, Teen Pregnancy & Parenthood, Religious Escape, Anti-Racism, Mental Health
Editors: Jessie Campbell & Rita Ray of Ruff! Manuscripts Best Friend
Cover Design: KT Barnes of KT Illustration & Design
They know it is coming—the day captivators and neo-Nazis alike will try to end it all. The question is, when? With their amulets of protection, Bradley and Savanna are safe from detection, but that doesn’t mean they are safe from Fate. The diviners are geared to make changes. Along with talks of relocating or constructing a new safe house, there are whispers of quietly hitting the road.
When Jay-Jay has a vision involving prison and a gunshot, fears of impending doom escalate. He’s unsure if it’s cause for much concern. After all, Bradley and Savanna are often escaping life-threatening situations. He’s more worried about something else he saw in his vision—a potential love interest.
However, when a diviner goes missing, all hell breaks loose. No one seems to know the best course of action. Should they stick together or split up? Verify a location or jump to conclusions? Woven through tales of strength, solidarity, and found family are moments of love, heartbreak, and tragedy. Still, one must wonder—was it always meant to end like this?
In the main arc finale of the Diviner’s Legacy series, six diviners tell their own versions of what it means to be star-crossed.
"The saltiness of my tears stung my throat. “Why are we doing this?” I didn’t want to step out of the car. The entire plan—me going to school for as long as possible—felt so stupid now.
Jay-Jay rubbed his thumb across the steering wheel as we sat unmoving in the parking lot. “They’re going to cut the music programs,” he said, staring at the front entrance with a grim expression on his face. He was trying to distract me—get my mind off the fact that I was about to walk into my first day of junior year five days from my due date. It wasn’t going to work. None of us were in band or orchestra or even theater, for that matter. Not even Alyssa, who I swear I’d seen write her own music. She didn’t have the space in her schedule."