WHEELMAN’S PRESS will be publishing my fantasy trilogy THE AWAKENING sometime this year. Take a look at the first installment.
Kellan is an underworld demon. He resurfaces on earth to kill two hunters who seem to have found his weakness. Years later he finds this girl and he feels this supernatural bond to her. They start hanging out together as friends and their relationship soon turns physical. Kellan later on comes across the family of hunters and then he finds out that the girl Sloan’s parents were the same one he killed years back. Kellan is surprised that she survived his venom. He asks her to show him his scar and there he can see the impression his nails left on her skin. He feels this need to keep her close and safe not only because he likes her but also because he knows that she is the key to the greatest evil. But when the hunters discover him he has to leave town for a while.
Sloan thought that the worst thing that could happen to her was the loss of her parents. But when her uncle pulls her out of the life that she had grown comfortable with beside her mother, she soon realizes that things are just about to get worse. She realizes that the new culture and environment were not the only things that she would have to come to terms with. She meets this older man and she thinks that she loves him. But when he disappears she finds a new guy one who is the same age as she is. She then again falls in love.
Jake follows his boss’s orders and tails his boss’s cousin after they spot a demon hanging around her. But he unexpectedly forms a friendship with her that soon grows into love. She moves into the hunter house with him when she turns eighteen and their romance grows. He then faces the worst and most dangerous love triangle ever.
“Hallo.” The man’s deep voice carried a peculiar but sweet melody to her ears.
Sloan shook her head, snapping herself out of the trance the man had managed to trap her in with just his voice, “Why are you watching me?”
“What makes you think that I am?”
“Aren’t you? You’re looking straight at me.” She snapped back. “Are you one of those creepy old men who like little girls? You should be ashamed of yourself.”
Kellan opened the door and stepped out of the car. Her reference to him as old hit him like a ton of bricks. “Do I look old to you?”
Stepping back, a grin on her face and a slight nod, “Actually you look very beautiful, girlish beautiful.”
His eyes narrowed at her. He wasn’t sure what to make of this small girl. “I’ll try to take that as a complement. Where are you headed?”
“Do I look like the type to you?” Sloan’s impressed look turned to that of suspicion.
Kellan was amazed by her boldness, it reminded him of someone but he couldn’t place his finger on it. “What type is that?”
“The type you can lure into your car and stuff into your trunk. Then once you reach your hide out tape me up and abuse me? Those types are still in the school compound. For a pervert you have a really bad eye.” She used her head to gesture at the school.
His eyes widened in shock and then he smiled even more amused. “Who has been filling your head with such rubbish?” Kellan chuckled.
“The news, do you watch that?” She grinned, “Or, are you too busy staring at your beautiful face in the mirror?”
“You don’t pull any punches do you?”He swallowed hard, biting down on his lip. Her blood smelt familiar. He knew it but he hadn’t tasted it before.
“Life wasn’t fair to me I don’t see why I should be fair to anyone else.” She took a step back, a tightness forming at the back of her neck from looking up at him.
“Huh?” he back to being confused.
“There it is the blank look and that annoying clueless sound. It goes very well with your blond hair, but the eyes are the wrong colour.” She mused, her finger tapping on her lower lip, as if she was deep in thought.
Kellan stepped back laughing. He couldn’t believe his ears; the condescending tone in her voice was like the beautiful sounds of wind chimes in autumn.
Sloan exhaled then shrugged her shoulders, “Enough of this idle banter, I have to go wait for my aunt on the curb or else I will get grounded.” Giving him a salute she turned and walked away.
“When can I see you again?” Kellan called out.
“How about never, no, that’s too soon. How about when hell freezes over.” Sloan yelled back.
I could make it freeze for you, he thought. “Tomorrow it is then.” Kellan smiled. “For you I would go back home and turn Lucifer into an ice sculpture if I have to.” He whispered to himself. The girl was a challenge and there was nothing he admired more than a challenge.
“Who was that you were talking to?” Diana asked.
“I don’t know.” She shrugged.
“How do you talk to someone you don’t know?” She scolded in disbelief.
“If he interests you that much why don’t you go ask him for his autobiography? He is still parked there.” Sloan sank into the seat while she tried to get a peek at the car once more.
“Sloan you shouldn’t talk to strangers.”
“Uh-huh.” She answered with very little concern.