For fans of One Dark Window and Divine Rivals comes a dark, delicious gothic fantasy about a woman who vows to vanquish the creatures of the dark haunting their villages.
But the blood coursing through her veins holds a secret...
When Amalie stabs Theo Vallon in the heart with an ash spike, she finally proves her uncle wrong: Vampires do exist, and she will be the one to vanquish them.
When Theo attacks her alone late that night, she comes face to face with her deadly mistake. He can't die, at least not in the way the legends proclaimed, and her life will be payment for her naivety.
Instead, Theo offers her a bargain. The truth about her bloodline for help only she can offer him.
He swears they both want the same thing. His death.
But the curse of the Shadow won't release its claws that easily, and creatures of the dark are better known for seduction than honesty.
Amalie can't relinquish her chance to avenge her mother's death and rid the region of the vampire's dark plague, but as her blood surges toward the darkness she was created to satisfy, she realizes she may have traipsed willingly into the spider's den.
And she may not want to retreat.
The new collection of short stories from Oddity Prodigy Productions captures that feeling of magic on city streets, just out of the corner of your eye. Included in these pages are tales of fairies, witches, trolls, gods, dragons and even geese that give you a glimpse of a world that is more than meets the eye.
There are stories about nightclubs that cater to a different kind of clientele, stories about secret wars going on beneath our feet, stories about rediscovering what it means to be alive in a world that wants to grind you down, all this and more awaits.
Join us as we take a walk, Beneath the Yellow Lights.
For millennia, they have survived clashes in the shadow of China, Russia, and Central Asia. Rebiya Kadeer's courage, intellect, morality, and sacrifice give hope to the nearly eleven million Uyghurs worldwide on whose behalf she speaks as an indomitable world leader for the freedom of her people and the sovereignty of her nation.
Her life story is one of legends: as a refugee child, as a poor housewife, as a multimillionaire, as a high official in China's National People's Congress, as a political prisoner in solitary confinement for two of nearly six years in jail, and now as a political dissident living in Washington, DC, exiled from her own land.
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I've always been into number one.
The Great One. 1's on the Enneagram. Beyonce's first solo album.
And relationships? One night only seems to be my preferred status. I'm sure a therapist would have opinions, but I boil it down to this: my schedule is slammed as a pharma rep, and I get bored easily.
And I might only be attracted to F-boys.
So, imagine my momentary psychotic break when I come face-to-face with the one hockey player I broke my unofficial rule for. While being treated in urgent care.
Our TWO no-name hookups were months ago, and I had zero idea he was the captain of Pucks Deep, our rival hockey team. The guy all the Snowballs players have a deep-seated grudge against.
Now, all of it is back to bite me because I just found out Jordan has a connection to one of Alberta's hardest-to-reach hospitals. To make things worse? The practice arena for Pucks Deep is under renovation, and their team is forced onto the same ice as the Snowballs.
In order to meet my sales goals, I need to get my addiction treatment drug on the formulary at Jordan's hospital.
But that means fraternizing with the enemy.
While somehow keeping it a secret from my Snowball family.
I'm the number one sales rep in the province, and the Snowballs are MY number one team. I need Jordan's help to keep the first title. But if anyone finds out about us? He might knock me out of the running for the second...
What happens on the island stays on the island...
Spending a month on Love Island for wolf shifters is not my idea of a good time. I'm about to start my second year of law school, and instead of banking hours at a coveted internship, I'm stuck sipping pina coladas on a white sand beach in the middle of the Caribbean.
Okay, yeah. I hear how that sounds.
But hear me out. The whole point of this island? It's a glorified dating show. I have to spend each night with a new, single, testosterone-fueled alpha in a private beach hut because the Council of Wolves believes mating bonds are on the fritz.
Why did I say yes to this? Because my dad made me a deal: he'll pay off ALL of my student loans if I endure one season at Wolf Island.
I had a plan. A good plan that would keep me from getting dragged into someone else's love story. But then my skin starts buzzing around Lukas, and he gets this idea in his head...
He says we're perfect allies since he doesn't want to find a mate either. If we can stay together, we can enjoy our month in paradise without the awkward first dates.
It seems like a perfect plan.
Until Lukas paints on my skin and my lungs forget how to work.
Until the directors change our two twin beds into a single queen.
Until my never-present wolf starts stirring under the surface...
I thought my nightmare was over. I was dead wrong.
I was sure I did the right thing by trying to take the relic dagger from Nathan Black, but it turns out, I was walking right into his trap for my friend Evelyn. Now Nathan's gone, but he used the dagger to mark my skin before Rowan defeated him as alpha.
Even though I'm home safe, the wound won't heal, and my life is unraveling.
Now, I'm being hunted by Kael, a deadly mercenary with orders to finish what the dagger started. He's cold, ruthless, and the last person I need in my life. But when he corners me, ready to strike, something unexpected happens-he hesitates.
Kael isn't just any enemy. He's my fated mate.
But instead of salvation, this bond feels like a curse. Kael's mission is to end my life. He believes the bond we feel is being caused by the dagger, and if we can sever the bond between my blood and the relic, both of us can go our separate ways.
I hope to gods he's right.
Because even though I begin to crave him, body and soul, I can't have a rogue wolf as my mate.
Fate doesn't exist. Not for me, anyway.
I've survived as a Sigma for years. Relying on myself through my job as an EMT helping those who can't help themselves.
Something my pack never afforded me, even when they knew the cruelty of our Alpha.
But when I receive word that shifters are unaccounted for, and my best friend is one of the missing?
I have to go back.
I expected to face some of my demons at the pack gathering, but I didn't expect the rival Alpha to stare at me like that. I didn't expect him to know my name, and I definitely didn't anticipate him showing up at my hotel room after dark.
What could Rowan Steele want with someone like me? Especially when my Alpha already turned on him once, and Nathan Black wouldn't think twice at ripping out Rowan's throat for touching property that wasn't his to claim...
He leans against the doorway, filling the frame so only a sliver of moonlight slips through. What are we going to do about this?
I scoff, backing up a step. About you crossing Kitimat territory?
I haven't crossed anything. This is neutral land.
I'm Kitimat territory. You're standing in my room.
His eyes bore into mine, like flecks of onyx. I thought you didn't belong to anyone...