Growing up on the outskirts of a very small town, with only her mom and grandma for guidance, Alice Frost has always known she was different. She tries hear hardest to keep her secrets from her only two relatives...that she knows of...but fails miserably, although they never tell her they know since she clearly tries so hard to keep them in the dark.
It started as little things at first, seeing images and hearing thoughts from other people's minds, and feeling their emotions, and more often then she cares to admit, she even sees things. It's really weird, and it freaks her out when it happens. Then things start spiraling out from there when frustrations hit, and she begins moving things without ever touching them, and throwing lightning from her hands and body when she gets really pissed...or sexually stimulated. Things go even more weird when, months before her eighteenth birthday, she has this dream where she meets herself...but not exactly herself, since she's an abnormally large white tiger!
Unbeknownst to her, this is just the beginning of her journey to discover where she comes from, and who she is really meant to be.
~~ WARNING ~~
Read this story at your own risk! It is not be suitable for readers younger then age 18 due to explicit sexually charged content, aggressive violence, and occasional language issues. If you have any malice towards hermaphrodites then you should not read this book, because one of the main characters is one. Also do not read this book if you are totally against the D/s lifestyle, because two of the main characters end up sharing this particular type of fun...mildly. This book is by no means for younger readers, and should not be downloaded by them at any time. It is marked mature for that reason. I absolutely don't want to give the kiddies nightmares, or ya know, wet dreams either. 😎 So y'all have been warned explicitly to READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.
He watched as her eyes skimmed over his dark eyes and black hair with barely a reaction. He felt his pride twinge a bit so he went further. Lifting his hands, he let the blood drip from them. Her eyes widened slightly and her chin rose. She looked at his hands then back at him. His dark eyes gleamed in a challenge.
"You've not harmed me or mine, faery." She spoke out loud. "Blood does not scare me and neither do you. Keep your dog on its leash." Then she turned and calmly walked back inside. Intrigued now, he went to the window of the house and watched as she reassured her mother that the dog was gone
"I'll see you tonight, reckless child." He promised softly.
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Marcus felt himself beginning to wake and struggled to stay in the dream. But it was no use. His eyes opened and he released the pillow his hand was gripping. It was the same one that she had laid her head on every night. His head went into the pillow heavily for a moment, breathing in her faint scent. He hated and treasured dreams like that with equal fervor. He rolled over on his back and stared at the ceiling.
It had been decades since she'd been forced to break that promise. He lifted his hand and touched the ring that had been her last gift. It had been decades, but it was yesterday.
***I did not skimp on the steamy scenes so consider yourselves warned ok? There are also a few violent scenes that I'll try to remember to put a warning before so you'll have a heads up. Any of the pictures/artwork were found online so I reserve no rights to those just the story. But I do reserve all rights to the story. This story runs concurrently with "Bloody Desire" and "All Roads Lead to Rome"
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