Tera Goldine grew up on the streets of New York with whispers about The Gang nearby. Tera was like every other person who didn't pay so much attention to them. Until they robbed her bestfriend and stole Tera's apartment keys. What do they want from her and what triggered them to her? Are there such things as vampires and werewolves? But are her predictions true, or is she just hallucinating? Tera had been brought up, being told never to cross The Gang, that they just use and throw away. Might they be wrong?
"You have everything you want."
"No," he disagreed. "I do not. There is still one thing I need. I need a queen."
"Well," I choked out, "As King, you certainly have your choice of a wife."
"Yes, I suppose I do. But there is only one I want."
I waited. And waited.
"Princess Kenna. You are the daughter of my rival. The true heir to the throne. Would you do me the honor of joining our two covens in marriage?"
Since the beginning of time, the Light has ruled, blessed by the God and Goddess. The world cannot live without it. And when the Dark King takes over, he knows he needs her, the first born daughter of the Light.