On ne choisit pas ce qui nous choisit.

We do not choose what chooses us.

There are photographers. And then there is Saxon Payne.

Others use technique. Saxon simply sees. And every woman who has ever looked back at him through his camera knows the difference — that rare and exquisite experience of being truly, fully seen.

It is, of course, completely ruinous.

When Juliette Burns walks into his studio, something ignites between them that neither of them chose and neither of them can stop. But Juliette is carrying a secret she doesn’t even know she’s keeping — a desert cult, five hundred people who simply vanished. Except for Juliette.

She has never looked back.

Because she can’t remember.

She is about to.

Eyes of the Beholder is where The Dark Photography Folio begins. Where it goes you simply won’t believe.

Until you read it.

On ne choisit pas ce qui nous choisit.

We do not choose what chooses us. Yet we are chosen.

You have been chosen.

Go on. I dare you.