I left for a reason.
This is the mantra that plays on repeat in my head any time I feel the familiar pang for home. Starting a new life in Valfor, Oregon, with my best friend didn't solve all of my problems, but it was a hell of a lot better than sticking around where I wasn't wanted. Getting to bartend at Celestial Nights and spend weekends with Leafy and a bottle of tequila were enough for me.
Well, until a piece of home I had forgotten about came barging into my job. Now I'm starting to realize that "reason" might not be what I thought it was.
"The myths say we're made of darkness, that those with midnight skin once sought out smoke and shadows, imbuing them with the ancient magic of dream weaving to give corporeal form to their powers. But I know we are not all darkness."
A woman with golden eyes and an electric touch holds my heart between perfectly-manicured stiletto nails, and my own reckless curiosity is dying to see what she'll do with it.

Take a chance on this retelling of vampire and fae lore in the first installment of The Faeblood Chronicles: Faeblood Unbroken.