There's a carnival in Layol filled with magic. It travels every night with some of the worst creatures imaginable. Ever since the war started these creatures have been hunted for crimes they didn't commit. Owen wants to forget that things will never be as they were before the war. He's pretty skilled at finding things to distract him or finding someone for that matter. It was easy enough.
Then Asher and Shara had to show up and mess everything up. Just when he thought he was close to getting Asher from his mind and going back to being the careless Casanova they all took him for, Shara slams into his life running from something. He had chosen an easy, vapid life. He wasn't supposed to want, especially not both of them. If life taught him anything, you can't always have what you want, and life has always forced him to choose. With darkness wrapping the carnival and hunters around every corner, his choices might very well cost him his life or theirs.