"Who will we send after the little witch?" The room went silent as one of them stood up from her throne, pacing forward. Her skirts flowed over the marble floors as silently as a whisper. Every eye was drawn to her. "I will go after her and make her my slave." She revealed flawless white teeth in a playful smile. "It will be fun. Like a game." The other Gods relaxed, confident that Alice Cunningham didn't stand a chance. After all, no one could resist Aphrodite.

"The witches have not returned. What do we do John?" Ameliye asks. At that moment it was now or never. The decision I made would decide whether the supernatural race would live another day. "We're going now" I say. John Smith goes on an adventure after he encounters a hybrid girl in the forest one night. It leads him down a dark path that leaves him second guessing and worrying about others rather than himself. The supernatural has enemies and he must face them. Can John do it? Well you'll have to find out.