"Have you ever thought of meeting the same girl in your second life for the first time? That's how badly I want her back." I exhaled trying to compose myself. "Well, too bad. We don't have second life. And the game only works like this: either you live or you die." Formerly entitled as Midnight Sessions.
In which survival is put through the ultimate test. It is said that the supernatural world was like a thin sheet of glass - for it was far too harmonic; far too fragile for those to wreak havoc upon. Albeit, there was a hybrid that could shatter it with the touch of her finger, with the air of her presence...
The heavy droplets of rain were slowly slipping down the hood of his leather jacket and a few effortlessly kissed his dark chocolate hair. »H…Hi.« I sputtered. »What do you have there?« He walked closer to me and gazzed into my eyes with his dark ones, that perfectly matched his hair, then lowered his sight towards...
Asher's best friend has been poisoned. He has three days to live. The only cure: a unicorn horn. The only place to find one: Dragoncliff Cove, where none dare go. ***Book #1 in a series of fantasy novellas*** "In an age when people lived off the land and the Wild was still wild—when a young Queen warmed the thron...