Being a vigilante when your boyfriend is a cop? Never a good idea. Finding out magic exists and I'm half fire faerie? That's a twist I didn't see coming. Reading a letter I wrote to myself telling me my long lost best friend is actually my mate? Yep, that happened. Oh, but here’s the best part: having zero control over my powers? Well, that’s just icing on the cake.
Now, if someone could explain to me how I’m supposed to navigate aforementioned revelations while catching the hunter killing off the people I love, that would be great, because the war isn’t coming.
It’s already here…
Abby
From the first time I saw Trey, I've felt drawn to him. After two years, It's turned into a bit of an obsession. He's all I can think about. So, of course, on the day I decide to take a risk and tell him how I feel, my life gets thrown into chaos. Because Trey isn't who I thought he was. Hell, he's not even what I thought he was.
Trey
Two years ago, my tiger picked Abby as our mate. There's just one small problem: she's human and I have no idea how to go about letting her know about what I am and the world I've been keeping from her. The truth is, I've been keeping her close witout pushing for more because I'm terrified she'll refuse to have anything to do with me if she finds out. When fate takes matters into her own hands and Abby is put in danger because of the hunters after me and my friends, I have no choice but to reveal what I am. Will the hunters manage to destroy everything I've ever wanted, or will I get the happy ever after I've been dreaming about...
Raven
Life has been rough. I mean, after being alive for two and a half centuries, things are bound to happen, I know that. Having said that, not many vampires are forced to put down their own sire. Not every vampire attracts the attention of a death crazed reaper who gets pleasure from the pain he inflicts. Being rescued by my new family is the best thing that could have happened to me. It's taken almost a hundred years, but I'm finally starting to feel free again. All my pain and terror are manageable... until I see him. They say he's different, that I can trust him. I want to believe that. I start to believe that. Then, he shows me who he really is.
Ryne
I wasn't always a good guy. I'm a reaper. We aren't known for our good behavior. I've spent the past nine hundred years taking those ready to leave this existence and sending them to their next one. And some who weren't ready. Alright. Fine. A lot that weren't ready. But a being can change, right? I think so. I hope so. I have a lot of things to make up for and I'm trying my damnedest to right some wrongs. Finding my mate? I never expected that. Not many reapers are blessed with one. Instead of being happy to find me, my mate runs and after hearing why, I'm not sure I'll ever be able to convince her to trust me. Hell, maybe she's right to be scared because the hunters are back and I'm about to unleash the worst version of myself on the world to keep her safe...
Aedon
I'm not sure what's more shocking… being attacked and dragged to the woods, or gaining consciousness just as my mate shows up to rescue me. He insists on calling 911, but I manage to convince him to take me to the river. The look on his face as he watches me heal makes it obvious he's human and has no idea paranormals exist. I decide it's best to disappear, that is, until the ache in my chest becomes too much to bear. Is there a chance he might accept me and my world? It might not matter with the hunters ramping up their efforts to wipe us all out…
Nate
It's been two months since losing my partner on the police force and I'm finally back to work, ready to put my all into the job once again. When I find a woman who'd rather be thrown in the river than take an ambulance ride, I have to admit, I'm confused. Not, however, as confused as I am while I watch her injuries heal right in front of me. I've spent my entire twenty-nine years on this earth positive that there were humans and… and, that's it. Monsters and creatures are things made up for entertainment. They aren't real. Somehow, I convince myself that's still the case after she kisses my cheek and disappears into the water. My happy little reality bubble bursts when she shows up again at my door saying words like mate, and water nymph, and magic, and hunters. Everything I thought I knew gets blown to shit. I can't decide if I'm scared or pissed off. It's probably a combination of both. But more than those, the urge to protect this woman, to make her mine, engulfs me and I'll do anything to make sure that this new reality is the one I get to keep.
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