You Better Kill Me First
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Last published Fri, Apr 26, 2019
Aisha couldn't let him die....right?
In the year 2130, the veil between the human realm and the ethereal cracked. Tears have formed allowing humans to cross over and enter into the realms they've only written about in stories.
The ethereal realm contains mythical creatures, myths, legends of the human world and just about anything you could simply imagine.
In this realm, the Law of Soulmate is in action. For everyone born, there is a direct and perfect mate for them. For most, this is a dream come true. They spend each day dreaming of what life would be like with a perfect mate until it comes true.
Aisha Xanders knows who her soulmate is and she struggles to accept it. The higher powers have connected her with one of the current leaders of the Ethereal Realm. Cain Santos. The leader of the Lycan. Between the other 3, the elves, the orcs, and the fae, she can't believe it.
However, Cain's life is in danger. The humans are becoming bolder. Moving in with tanks and weapons and taking the land. The Ethereal Realm was not meant for there presence and tensions are rising. The humans are taking aim at the leaders in an attempt to throw the realm into chaos for easy pickings. Aisha knows that Cain's life is in danger but she fears what unleashing her power will do.
Why?
Aisha isn't human and she isn't of the 4 natives. She's a whole other beast. Aisha knows in her heart that she won't let him die.
They'll have to kill her first.
A/N: My first chapters may read a little slow, but don't worry, it'll get going! There are mentions of blood and some violence, just FYI. I take no credit for any pictures I use. I give credit to the amazing artists. My pictures also aren't exact. It's a generalization for what I see when I'm writing my characters or my settings! Thanks!
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