Arnett Hartwell: 2 books

Part of the price of magic. It messed with family genetics, cutting fertility, leaving a whole child here, a disabled one there, and, in her case, one without any powers at all. She might have been a second-generation Divergent, but without the pyromancy that marked her bloodline, simply being a divergent...

Mistress Lydi-ah comforted me. She brought me slave boys each evening. She taught me to steal love from our slaves in the djinn way—to suck the energy of their sexual desires to sate my never-ending Jinn Hunger.