Sequel to Misty _______________ The wind stopped. The birds rested on the branches. The squirrels peeked out from behind the leaves. The forest turned silent, covering these two souls from the glare of the afternoon sun. He stared at her radiant face. "We are different," she said softly, guilt glinting in her eyes. "Very different from each other. Our worlds aren't same." "Moon Goddess never makes a wrong decision. The Mist that your pack has taught you about, is an illusion, my mate." He told her with a small smile on his face. "A trick of mind it is. When you stop believing in its presence, it wouldn't be there. You will be able to see everything clearly." She cupped his cheek, rubbing her thumb against the bristles. "I can see everything clearly, my mate. I see the border of enmity between two packs." The smile that showed the delight of meeting his mate, now displayed the fear of uncertainty. But the Alpha blood running in his veins kept him warm. Confidence spread upon his heart as the inner beast told him the universal truth. Furthermore, the touch of his mate would always fill him with high spirit. "There can never be a barrier between lovers." He said the ultimate truth to the divine beauty, looking in her mischievous eyes. Her eyebrows raised and rested back slowly. Raising her chin, she watched him leaning his face downwards slightly in curiosity. Consequently, she brought her mouth closer to his ear, whispering the answer for him and the silent audience present in this forest, favouring him. "But we are not lovers, my mate. We are enemies."

We are natural-born enemies for his kind hunt and destroy my kind. But when I first saw him, I was enamored. I was stupid. I was full of foolish romantic ideas. I thought he was my prince charming, my white knight in shiny armor. Turns out, he's my worse nightmare. My tormentor even in his absence. The one who sets out to break and destroy me. Sacha (Alexander) Gauthier, a Nephilim Prince, in line to the throne to the Order of the Circle. His name is whispered with the same amount of fear and reverence, hatred and awe among the creatures of Heaven and Hell. He taught me many things, but most of all, he taught me what it's like to feel shame and unwanted. But I am Danica Saint, a half-demon, a daughter of Astaroth, one of the three Princes of Hell. If he thinks that we're enemies now, wait until I'm done with him. I'll teach him that you don't make a deal with a demon...or a half-demon. We come to collect. This is Sacha Gauthier's story, the second book in The Legacy Trilogy continuing after A Legacy for Katherine. Each book in this series is standalone. You don't need to read the first book to enjoy this one.

COMPLETED (BOOK 5) *Also a stand-alone book!* Jacob had been shy his entire life. He was reserved, had an introverted soul, and struggled to communicate with even those closest to him. Jacob had a deep secret, which made him feel alone and scared, and he considered giving up his battle, until his secret wasn't as private as he once thought. In this twisting story full of mind tugging plots and surprising turns, life as Jacob knew it would all change because of one single stranger. "I want him so bad," Hunter grumbled and longingly stared at his mate from across the room. "Just relax Alpha," his friend whispered so nobody could hear. "He can't know yet." "I know." Hunter's feelings were growing stronger with each passing day for his fellow classmate, Jacob Jones.