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FATED SIGHT:

She spends her nights watching the world burn. He’s the only one who can help her fight the flames.

Hayden lives a secret life as the only shifter in her human town—and that's just the way she likes it. With no memory of her past and haunted by nightmares of destruction and death, she will do anything to blend in. 

But then the mysterious wolf shifter from her apocalyptic dreams walks in the front door. 

Wolf alpha Connor watched a fated-mate match destroy his family, and for the sake of protecting his pack, he refuses to fall the same way. He tries to resist his wolf's pull toward Hayden, only for deadly enemies to start hunting them both. 

But when the apocalypse of Hayden's nightmares arrives and puts their convictions to the test, will these two fated mates trust one another and their wolves' desires, or will the fight to survive destroy their chance at true love?

AWAKEN:

I was a high school student from Kansas. Now I’m the key to a curse a thousand years old...

I never intended to run away from home. Not for long, anyway.

Life had other plans.

Turns out mermaids exist. I’m one of them. Problem is, some of them want me dead, but I don’t know why.

And that’s not all. I’m powerfully drawn to someone who could spell disaster for me. Noah hides dangerous secrets behind his surfer-boy hotness, but I'm also drawn to Zeke, a protective, playboy merman who tempts me with magic that could cost me everything.

My destiny will determine the fate of the ocean, but my heart may not survive the choice between Noah and Zeke.

KINDLING:

A secret war rages with one girl at its heart.

Ashley’s past is a mystery, her identity kept hidden even from her. She knows nothing of magical wars or invisible monsters. Living on her Montana farm, she believes she’s an ordinary person.

She’s wrong.

In a single night, masked killers come for her, destroying everything she loves. On the run and outnumbered, she’s saved by mysterious allies with dark vendettas of their own. Staying by their side could mean her salvation, but only if she can keep them from learning of the newly awakened power she’s fighting to hold inside.

Because Ashley’s past holds more than she knows, and the truth of her identity could change the war forever.

DEMON TOUCHED:

Demons rule the shadows, and I'm falling for the deadliest of them all.

I never asked to become a demon. I just had one bad night at a club, and now I've got powers that could kill anyone I touch.

What's worse, I've caught the attention of the leaders of the demonic underworld. They're convinced I hold the key to their enemies' defeat—even if I have no idea what they're talking about.

But my best friend is next on their hit list if I don't cooperate, and there's no way I'm letting her die. I don't care who I have to work with.

I'll even put my trust in the mysterious incubus who watches me like I might be his damnation, and who hides secrets even the other demons fear.

As I fall deeper this hidden world of magic, handing him my heart might just be my most dangerous choice.

FATED SIGHT

The bell above the entrance dinged, and she glanced over, a smile still on her face. “Welcome to Johanna’s Flower…Shop.”

Her mouth finished the habitual phrase, but her brain slid straight into a ditch at the sight of the six people walking into the store. A pair of women and four men, all seeming as if they ranged in age from late twenties to thirties. The women were opposites, one of them dressed in a sleek white coat with long pale hair, while the other was dark-haired and wore a scuffed-up leather jacket like she’d just gotten done with a bar fight. The men were tall and muscularly built, and one of them was so large he had to duck a bit to get through the doorway. Another appeared covered in tattoos, even up the sides of his neck and on his hands, while the third was leaner than the rest, with a sharp gaze that seemed to be making note of every pin and nail in the shop walls.

And as for the guy nearest to her…

Silver eyes. Hair black as midnight. She’d never seen him before in her life.

She’d seen him in her nightmares for as long as she could remember.

Trembling raced through her, every muscle screaming for her to run. The man continued onward, ignoring her and Lindy like he was on a mission. He wore a long dark wool coat that had to be designer, and his face had a sheer, sculpted look, as if the gods knew precisely what they’d wanted when they made him. And he was tall. Taller than Hayden, and she wasn’t short. His pale eyes skimmed the nearby refrigerators while he walked, his every movement too calm, too smooth. Too something that wasn’t human and never had been.

Just like all of them.

Everything about the six of them was wrong. Incredible…and wrong. The way they moved was too fluid. The way they studied the store was too sharp. Half of them stayed toward the front windows, their attention on scanning the shop and the street alike with a precision that reminded her of a military unit surveying potentially hostile territory, while the rest moved deeper into the store like they were checking for a trap. That they appeared like they could break her in half only added to the impression, though God knew she wasn’t weak.

But then, she was alone. Or alone with only her human best friend beside her.

Facing a pack.

That was the only word for it. Every hair on her skin rose at the realization, and suddenly, she found herself wanting to growl. Retreat. Bare her teeth to fight, or maybe just run for the hills.

Alarm shot through her at the sensations, dampening them all beneath a rush of pure panic. She was human—or damn near close enough. She wasn’t like that. She was a person, not an animal.

The smell of the silver-eyed guy twisted amid the floral bouquets on the air, and instantly, the urge to growl returned for a whole new reason. Her insides warmed. Her knees grew weak.

“Do you have any lilies?” he asked, studying the shop.

Hayden couldn’t respond.

The guy glanced toward her, his expression friendly but distant, the way someone looked at a stranger. Because, of course, they were strangers. Total strangers.

Minus the fact he’d held a starring role in her nightmares for her entire life.

AWAKEN

“So…” Noah started. “Anyone want to go for a swim?”

I smiled. My parents being so psychotic and all, we didn’t even have a bathtub in the house, just a stand-up shower the size of a broom closet. I’d never been able to teach myself how to hold my breath underwater, let alone swim.

But that was going to change, starting now.

“Well, um,” I began, feeling a bit reckless with excitement. “If you wouldn’t mind teaching me?”

His eyebrows climbed. “Uh, no. I mean, sure. I–”

The boat jumped.

“What the hell?” Maddox cried as the rest of us grabbed at the guardrails.

“Did we hit something?” Noah asked, scanning the water.

Maddox shook his head. “I don’t–”

The ocean around the boat began to bubble and roil.

Noah swore. “Get us out of here!” he called to Maddox.

His brother didn’t need the encouragement. Quickly, he scrambled back toward the driver’s seat and turned the key in the ignition.

The engine wouldn’t respond.

Shudders shook the boat, while all around, the ocean’s surface began to foam like the calm sea had suddenly become a boiling pot on a stove. Waves surged from every direction at once, growing more violent by the second, and on all sides the water darkened, as though a shadow was spreading below us.

“What’s happening?” Baylie cried.

No one could answer. As if shoved from beneath, the deck tipped up at a sharp angle and then just as quickly rocked back, wrenching us hard as we fought to hang onto the guardrails. The lurching came again, throwing us forward and back.

My grip broke. The metal rail hit me, knocking the air from my lungs.

And then came the water.

I didn’t even have time to scream. Waves closed over me, choking my instinctive gasp and tossing me so hard that, in only a heartbeat, I lost all sense of up and down. Flailing, I tried to reach out and find something, anything, to grab onto as the water pummeled me like it was a prize fighter and I was its punching bag.

Strong hands caught me. Steadied me. Pulled me from the maelstrom into a space of calm. I clutched at them, thinking Noah had managed to find me in the chaos.

Eyes like brilliant sapphires met mine.

“You’re okay,” a boy said, gripping my shoulders. “You’re fine.”

I stared at him. In the impossibly black water, I could see nothing but his face and his arms, both pale as though he’d spent his life out of the sun. He seemed only a year or two older than me, and his features were angular, carved like they came from stone, and strangely mesmerizing. In the darkness, his eyes shone like deep blue jewels, simultaneously seeming to reflect light and yet glow from within.

But we were underwater. We should be drowning. And instead, I could hear him as clearly as if we stood in the open air, and the oddest sense of peace was settling over me.

I wondered if I was dying.

His brow furrowed and he ran his gaze over me, as though he couldn’t figure out how I was there either. “Who–”

Suddenly, his eyes went wide and his hold on my shoulders vanished. Other hands grabbed me, snagging my arms, my hands. I struggled, confused and disoriented, as an arm wrapped around my chest and yanked me backward.

DEMON TOUCHED

It’s dark by the time I feel calm enough to handle going back to the apartment. I don’t want to give anyone a reason to ask me questions, least of all Ruby. I want to pretend like this is just a regular day. I want to hang onto normal, or at least try to find it again.

And forget I blasted four guys away from me with whatever the hell that’d been.

My hands start shaking.

In a parking space on the street outside my building, I close my eyes and clench my fingers on the steering wheel. I can handle this. I’ll just go upstairs, tell Ruby I’m not hungry, hope she lets that excuse fly for a second time this week, and get into my room as fast as I can.

No problem.

Exhaling sharply, I release the steering wheel and push open the door.

Amar is waiting on the steps of my building.

I freeze. For a moment, it’s all I can do not to scream.

“Cait.” He pushes to his feet and starts toward me.

I retreat fast. “What the hell are you doing here? Are you stalking me?”

He pauses. “You never showed at Bianca’s today.”

I don’t know what to say. I feel ragged and frayed like the threads in that hospital girl’s Protection. “I never said I was coming.”

“You need help in this, Cait.”

“No, what I need is to be left alone! I need everyone to just leave me the hell alone! What the fuck is it to you how I handle this, huh? You just can’t keep out of other people’s business?”

Amar doesn’t move for a moment. His jaw muscles jump. “Fine.”

He turns to go.

My feet move before I register the impulse. “Wait, no. Amar, I’m sorry. Please.”

He stops. I shiver hard and hug my arms to myself. I can’t take this out on him. I don’t even know why I am, except maybe it’s because he’s safer than anything else in this crazy, apparently demonic world. But, God help me, that’s not a good reason. That’s not any kind of reason. That’s just cruel.

And I can’t drive away the only person with answers.

I wet my lips, trying to calm down. Answers, he might have, but right now, I sort of don’t want them. I don’t think I’ll be able to handle any more revelations, any more information about how much of a freak I’ve become. I just want it all to stop. I’m going to shatter if this madness doesn’t stop.

But I want him here too.

“Thank you,” I make myself continue. “Thank you for checking on me. I just—”

He glances back. My stomach flip-flops for no good reason.

“I’m sorry.” I choke out the words again.

He looks up and down the street quickly, almost like he’s checking for something, and then he comes back toward me. “What is it? What happened?”

It’s hard to breathe. “Bad day.”

He pauses. His attention flicks around the neighborhood again.

And then his hand takes mine.

My breathing stops. His palm is hard. Strong. Warm, but not like he’s nervous. His dark eyes don’t leave mine, and I can’t tell what I’m seeing in them. They’re just so deep, I could drown.

“Come with me,” he says quietly.

He turns, and my feet hurry to follow. My mind is stalled in that moment, though, reeling from the instant his fingers first touched mine.

We cross the grass, come to the corner of the house. The streetlight illuminates the yard, but the glow ends in a sharp line of shadow when it reaches the wall’s edge.

Amar looks back to me. “Deep breath. Don’t let go of my hand. Concentrate on staying with me.”

My brow furrows. His rises in response.

I nod quickly. I draw in a lungful of air.

He steps forward into the shadow, bringing me with him.

The air goes cold. Sharply frigid like a blast from a freezer for all of an instant, and then it becomes cool. Mist-like. Darkness blurs in front of my eyes like rushing fog on a moonless night. And then it’s over.

I stagger onto a grassy slope. We’re on a hill at the edge of a dark forest, and a swath of silver-touched grass is spread out ahead of us beneath the bright moon. In the distance, lights glisten. The city. We’re miles from town.

“You all right?” Amar asks.

I tug my focus to him. “What—” I swallow hard. “What was that?”

“Shadow-crossing. It’s one of the ways we get around.”

My head moves in a nod, as if those words were anything approaching normal. His mouth tightens.

“Over here.” He doesn’t let go of my hand when he starts toward the tree line.

I follow. A park bench comes into view amid the shadows, tucked away beneath a massive oak tree. I can see the dull line of a sidewalk behind it, the concrete weaving a serpentine path through the woods, and I realize we must be in Glacy Park, the nature preserve outside town.

He sits down on the bench, and I join him, but then his hand leaves mine. I battle back a surge of disappointment.

“So what happened today?” he asks me.

I tuck my hands away inside my sleeves and bundle my arms tightly against my stomach. I don’t know where to begin, so I don’t. “It’s nothing.”

He’s silent.

The words come anyway, grudgingly. “Some guys today. Friends of that boy that I… It’s not important.”

“Did they hurt you?”

I can hear an edge in his voice, cold and sharp as a knife.

KINDLING

The bullet flew past her and she heard Lily scream. Spinning around, she saw the boy stumble, agony twisting his face.

And then they were gone.

Ashley stared.

Lily was gone.

She flinched as the cries cut off. With a gasp, she pushed away from the ground and ran for the cliff. Lily couldn’t have fallen. Lily couldn’t have…

Her leg gave out beneath her in an explosion of pain and she crashed down, hands skidding across the dirt and the knife flying away to clatter against a boulder. Eyes locked on the space where the boy had stood, she scrambled at the soil, hauling herself toward the ledge.

Hands grabbed her, dragging her backward and shoving her down till her face smashed into the dirt. Wrenching her arms behind her, they crushed a knee into her back and shouted for her to remain still.

A cry tore from her throat as she tried to fight.

Lily couldn’t…

A fist came out of nowhere. Slamming her face with a dazzling display of red and white light, it drove her back to the ground, and she couldn’t do anything but struggle to breathe around the pain. Tears burned in her eyes, her head rang, and her cheekbone felt shattered. Choking, she opened an eye, staring through a blurry haze toward the cliff.

Men surrounded her. At the edge of the ravine, a few stood, and amid the ringing in her ears, their words surfaced slowly.

“What the hell were you thinking?” one snapped, glaring at his burly companion.

The other man shrugged, an impatiently defensive look on his sweaty face. “What? Kid pulled a gun on me. Besides, Brogan said we only needed one.”

Looking at him as though he was insane, the first man snarled disgustedly and then turned away, pulling out his cell. “Get me Brogan,” he barked into the phone. He paused. “Well then, dammit, find Simeon!”

Ashley stared, their words spinning in her mind. Only needed one. Lily was… and her dad… and Jonathan… and Rose… these men had… she didn’t even know why…

And all because they’d only needed one of them to survive.

As though feeling the pressure of her gaze, the burly man glanced back, and a smirk twisted his face at the sight of her. Nonchalantly, he crossed the distance to her side.

Bending down, he wrapped his fingers into her hair, pulling her head away from the ground. “You got a problem with me, brat?” he snickered. “Do something about it.”

Sharply, he shoved her face deeper into the dirt, sending pain surging through her cheek. Laughing, he straightened and then clapped the man holding her on the shoulder before sauntering away.

She couldn’t breathe. Trembling shook her and she couldn’t stop it. Somewhere inside, emotions welled up, superseding one another in tumbling waves. Grief gave way to anguish, gave way to agony, gave way to searing pain…

Gave way to rage.

Burning, twisting, seething rage. From deep inside it rose like magma from the heart of the earth, roaring to the surface and tearing her body apart as it came.

They’d hurt Lily.

They’d destroyed everything.

Because they’d only needed one.

Just one.

Her eyes found the burly man. She watched him turn back toward her.

And then the world exploded in flame.

Praise for the Awakened Fate series:

"A refreshing, skillfully imagined read—fans of mermaid lore and paranormal YA will really enjoy this one!" - J.C. Lillis, Author of How to Repair a Mechanical Heart and You First

"5 Star rating is well earned. The characters are well-defined, strong and believable. Their conditions are not all human, and they blend together very well. I really want to know what happens next." - Corinthian, Amazon reviewer

"Interesting full of mystery, has you guessing at every corner. Love Chloe and Noah and Zeke!" - Melissa, Amazon reviewer

"It hasn’t been two or three weeks since I made a statement that I wasn’t a fan of mermaid books, in a review for another site. I am about to take back those words." - Lorna, RabidReads Review Blog

"I absolutely adore Skye Malone's writing style and basically everything about this book!" - Kaylin, The Reading Bum Reviews

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Praise for the Shifters of Ragnarok:

"5 stars excellent from start to finish. The storyline and plot captured my attention from the 1st line to the last line." - Nicole, Amazon review for Fated Sight

"This is definitely a series not to miss if you like escaping into a great book and leaving behind reality. It's an engaging story that had me enthralled from beginning to end." - LeMiliere, Amazon review for Fated Sight

"Omg what a read. Twisty. Connor and Hayden are so good together, they are survivors with strong will and heart of gold." - Di, Amazon review for Fated Sight

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Praise for the Demon Guardians series:

"Skye does a fantastic job of making her characters appear real. While reading this book, I felt like I was there witnessing everything as it was happening!!!" - Sue, Amazon reviewer

“I absolutely love this book. I couldn’t put it down.” - Angel, Amazon reviewer

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Praise for the Kindling Trilogy:

"Crazy twist and turn plot with great characters. Really liked this book! Can't wait to read the next book in the series and see what happens next!" - Sydney, Amazon reviewer

"What a tantalizing book! Well written, steady plot development throughout, good character development, and a wonderfully surprising, but not forced, conclusion." - RCS, Amazon reviewer

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CONTENT:

• Swearing
• Violence
• Mild romantic content (Awakened Fate series)
• No romantic content (Kindling Trilogy)
• Steamy romantic content (Shifters of Ragnarok and Demon Guardians)

GENRE:

• Demon Guardians and Shifters of Ragnarok: Adult paranormal romance
• Awakened Fate Series: Young adult paranormal romance
• Kindling Trilogy: Young adult urban fantasy