~ Kinley ~
In the world before, the balance fell. Some say it's because the war between the two sisters of the afterlife got out of hand. Others aren't believers. But I know the truth. The world fell because of a beast, the same beast my sister has been called to slay. There are only two futures for an eevie like me: tend the Emerald Flame and endure life as a temple priestess or become a member of The Thorn, the shield maids of The Willow who protect the balance. At .0003% of the supernatural population, our numbers are sparse, and soon The Year of the Beast will be upon us. What's an eevie to do? Enroll in Nadora college, become a mayru, and infiltrate the vampire faction. I won't let my sister do this alone and if walking straight into the enemy's lair is what it takes, I'll do it. Priestess hood can wait.
~ Tristan ~
Two thousand years, that's was my penitence for being "a monster". Betrayed, locked up, and left with only a snack. The world may have forgotten about me but it won't take long for earth's inhabitants to remember who I am once I retrieve my stolen sword--the blood will flow, heads will roll, and hearts will part. The best part, I got let out early. As I'm concerned, the Year of the Beast starts now.
Author note:
- This is an original work with my take on Vampires.
- This is the THIRD book in my Blood and Honey series. But it can be read as a stand alone as it takes place in a new world.
- Currently, #1 and #2 are available to read.
Werewolves and vampires don't mix, or that's what Kieran Callisto, a seventeen-year-old vampire, has believed all his life - until he falls for the Alpha's son.
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When Kieran meets his new classmate, Mason Kane, he bristles with an unexplainable disdain. Soon it becomes apparent why: Mason is a werewolf. But when a fight turns into a sudden kiss that neither expects, Kieran's feelings for Mason turn to attraction in an instant. None of it makes sense - vampires and werewolves are supposed to be mortal enemies, so why does Kieran find Mason so irresistible? He knows that each kiss is dangerous, each bite is unpredictable...