I'm not quite sure where this is going, so I don't know how to describe it. If you want to know what it's about, you're going to have to read it!

Everybody knows her true identity as the Queen Eadu. The people of Faiyria are thrilled. Others are less thrilled. Particularly the Amazons-a group of people hired four years ago to murder Eadu. They're furious that she's still alive, and will do anything to finish her off. Facing destruction, Eadu faces two options. To give up her country, or give up her life. Second book in the Risen Trilogy Counterpart to the Runaway King

Evangeline has never been just another ordinary, one shape for an entire lifetime, sort of girl. She has been able to shape shift and control water and fire. "How is this possible?" you might ask. "how can she do both?" Well, Evangeline is part of a... special family. With a shape shifter as a mother and a father that controls the elements, she never knew what every day would bring. Her parents took the best care of her as they could, until they where taken to a lab by German mortals and where killed for being to much of a threat. Now Evangeline is 18 years of age and is able to get away from the horrid orphanage she was in for 10 years and finally she could practice her abilities with others like her. She thinks she will have a normal life with the other shape shifters and such in the island of Natalia but she is soon recruited to a force against the mortals that killed her parents and she has no idea what to expect

I gently unwrap the heap of blankets to find a small, blue-eyed, blonde-furred puppy. A cocker spaniel to be exact. I give it a sad smile. "Come on it's okay. I'm here and you are safe, that's all that matters." I pick the dog up and set her in my lap. "Come on morph back. I wanna talk to you." The young pup closes it's eyes. A small aura of light surrounds it's body. The face slowly shifts and shapes itself to look more human like. The body soon follows as the front paws gain hands and stretch out. The tail recedes and the ears turn into wavy, human hair. In my lap now sits a small seven-year-old with powers normal humans only dream about having. The truth is, she's not the only one.