2016 Wattpad Featured Read!!! Highest Lifetime Ranking: #1 in Paranormal An exiled fire elemental prince has to decide if he's willing to kill an air elemental princess he's never met to save his court. Quotes from readers: "Filled with betrayal and intrigue, THE SHADOW PRINCE is a dark and twisty novella from an exciting new author!" Katee Robert, New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author "THE SHADOW PRINCE is an amazing story, written well, with a unique story and intense plot. O'Neale is one hell of a storyteller." Rachel, Parajunkee "THE SHADOW PRINCE is a fast-paced, action-packed, exciting introduction to a world of intrigue and danger. I think fantasy and paranormal readers are going to love meeting her sexy male lead, Rowan. I'm a fan of both, and I really enjoyed this book. I cannot wait to get my hands on Mortal Enchantment!" Katie, Mundie Moms Official Blurb: Sixteen-year-old Rowan has spent most of his life living among the mortals-learning to control the element of fire, impatiently awaiting the day his vengeful mother, Queen Prisma, will abdicate her throne. When he finally returns to Avalon for his coronation, his mother insists he must first prove his loyalty to the court by completing a secret mission: Kill Kalin, the half-human, half-elemental daughter of the air court king. Willing to do anything to remove his mother from power, he agrees to sacrifice the halfling. He returns to the mortal world with his best friend, Marcus, determined to kill the princess. But as he devises a plan, he starts to question whether or not he's capable of completing such a heinous task. And what price he will pay if he refuses?

"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.