Cover Designer: Deranged Doctor Designs
Genre: New Adult Urban Fantasy/Paranormal Romance
It took only four months to bring the angels to their knees…
With a virus ravaging the fallen angels on earth, mankind’s symbol of love and hope is at risk of extinction.
Centuries ago, a group of angelic warriors known as The Fallen risked everything to save themselves and carve a future for their kind. Hope slips away as The Fallen and their kin are cut down by an ancient menace, La Morte Nera—and no one saw it coming.
Only one immortal can save them, and only one mortal can stand in his way…
When Nephilim warrior Killian St. James sets out on a quest to find a cure, he and his blade-brothers discover nineteen-year-old Aubrey Carter—a human with a past as dark as it is mysterious—cowering in an abandoned house in the heart of Memphis, Tennessee.
The corrupted races are chasing her, and Killian is determined to find out why…
But neither he nor Aubrey are prepared for their attraction to one another, or for the frightening truths lurking in the shadows. The painful childhood memories Aubrey has buried hold precious answers. Answers that threaten to tear Killian's world apart.
With her life hanging in the balance, Killian must choose between the future of The Fallen, and the human girl he's pledged to protect.
Demons are rising, and this time they plan to win the war for dominion once and for all.
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“Do you think—?” She swallowed the painful lump in her throat. “Do you think the Elioud shifters I knew are still alive?”
“I don’t know.” His warm hand touched her arm briefly, making her skin tingle. “We haven’t heard anything about an infection in the area. That’s a good sign.”
For all she knew, no word could mean her friends had simply died quietly, their extraordinary lives snuffed out like candles. Silent. Unnoticed. Or it could mean she and Killian were driving into more of what they’d left behind in Memphis.
The only way to know for sure was to keep going.
“This could all be for nothing,” she said, opening her eyes, unsure if she wanted this to be a dead end or not. She wanted to help Killian save his people if she could, but if her dad had known about the virus, what did that mean for her?
She still wasn’t sure she wanted to know the answer to that question.
“I know, but we have to look anyway.” Killian cut his eyes in her direction for a moment. “Did your father act normal before the fire, Aubrey? Any unknown visitors, odd phone calls, anything like that?”
She thought it over and then shook her head. “Nothing like that. He worked a lot, but that wasn’t unusual for him.” She frowned, her eyes falling closed again. “I’m not sure he would have told me even if there was something wrong.”
“He and Aaron went a little crazy when I got home from the hospital. They wouldn’t let me out of their sight. If I stepped a foot outside, they were right there beside me. The day of the fire, I had to fight to ride the bus to and from school.” Had she not fought her father and brother so hard that morning, Aaron wouldn’t have died in the fire. He would have been on the road to pick her up, safe from harm. She couldn’t forget that part of her past, no matter how she tried.
“Ah,” Killian said. “Exactly how long after—?”
Aubrey cracked one eye open to see him staring straight ahead. “They were killed six weeks after,” she said. “I’m not going to fall apart if you ask me a tough question, Killian. Please stop treating me like I will.”
He bowed his head. “I’m sorry,” he said again. “I’m not used to dealing with humans.” He winced as soon as the words left his lips. “I didn’t mean that like it sounded. I’ve lived among your people for a long time, but I’ve never spent any real time with them. Being around you is new to me.”
“I know it is, but you have to remember that I’m not made of glass. Talking about my father and Aaron may not be easy, and I may not want to go back, but I’m not going to break.” She couldn’t let herself because there would be no one there to pick up the pieces if she did. She didn’t tell Killian that, though. He didn’t need to know.
“You won’t,” he said softly. His lips turned up at the corners a little. “You’re a lot stronger than you give yourself credit for. Whatever we find out there, you will survive it.”
"What other choice is there?"