can save them, and only one mortal can stand in his way…
months to bring the angels to their knees…
symbol of love and hope is at risk of extinction.
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.
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
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.
are rising, and this time they plan to win the war for dominion once and for all.
Killian stepped forward, forcing her to tilt her head back to look up at him. He still
seemed so big to her. He still overwhelmed her. But he didn’t frighten her
swirled through his eyes. She couldn’t read them all, but she understood
enough. He felt as torn as she did.
fear that she would forget him as she had so much else…and with fear that she
would remember him. That she would survive this nightmare and he would haunt
her for the rest of her days like so much else did.
make me feel like maybe the world isn’t so bad. Like maybe I’m safe with you. I
don’t think I want to forget that.”
hand. “You are safe with me. I won’t let anyone hurt you, Aubrey.”
hurt her, but even then an unspoken fear had stood between them like a wall. A
little voice whispered that if she got too close, he would hurt her as badly as
the things in her past hurt. That voice had stopped whispering when he’d kissed
her today, and wasn’t that odd?
know he’d hurt her. As if, maybe, he cared more than he should too.
No, she needed to understand him on
some level she couldn’t even explain to herself. “You wanted me, didn’t you?”
with his confession. And just as quickly, the buoyant feeling vanished. “It
doesn’t change anything, though, does it?” she whispered.
she’d taken expelling in a long sigh. “I’m sorry.”
eye, collecting the teardrop she hadn’t even realized had fallen. “No
apologies,” he whispered, bringing his finger to his mouth. He stuck out the
tip of his tongue and lapped that single bead of moisture from his fingertip.
“You owe me nothing.”
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Prophesies series. She lives in the heart of Arkansas with her childhood
sweetheart/husband of twelve years, and their five furry minions. When not
writing, she spends her time hiking, reading, volunteering, causing mischief,
and building a Spork army. Ayden graduated summa
cum laude with her Bachelor of Science degree in Criminal Justice and
Forensic Psychology in 2009 before going on to complete her graduate degree in
CJ and Law. She currently puts her education to use in the social services and
Ayden also writes New Adult and contemporary romance under the penname Ayden K.