Hey friends!Thank you so much for reading Red Rover, the second book of The Legacies series. I hope that you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing. Here are a couple of announcements/interesting information for you.1. The next story, “Mother, May I” will be coming out the first week of November. We'll find out what happens with JoJo, Jacob, Alexander, and Hermes, as well as meeting a new trio.2. If you are interested in what I listen to while I’m writing, you can find my playlist “Creative Juices” on Spotify. I love all different kinds of music, so there’s a little something for everyone.3. I write all different kinds of books. If you’re interested, you can find my other books on these platforms:a. GoodNovel:Trio of Mates Series: 4 werewolf books that take on the idea of what would happen if one of the leadership was gay and couldn’t produce an heir. Lots of very graphic smut. (completed)Hide and Seek: The first book in the Trio Legacies series. This is a werewolf book a
I have no idea how many days I’ve been stuck in this cell. I’m not even sure where the cell is, though I have a pretty good guess. It’s dark, damp, cold, and smells awful. And all there is to do is talk to Hecate and Odin, who have their cells on either side of me. Odin’s liquid diet of mead has made the entire place smell like a musty crypt. Add Hecate’s incense scent to that and you can only imagine the smell that I’m having to deal with. How did I get here? Fucking Hermes. He would have worked out better as the god of chaos instead of being a messenger of the gods. Asshole. He came to me with a message that I was urgently needed on Mt. Olympus. There was a danger to all of us. We had to come up with a plan to deal with it. “What’s the danger?” I asked Hermes, wrapping a cloak of stars and night around my shoulders. “I haven’t heard of anything happening.” “If I knew, I wouldn’t be the messenger, now would I? They don’t tell me shit. Just make me go get everyone. A
I’ve been on the road with Kanati and Kamama for the past six months, first trying to find where the Riding Hoods were keeping all of the supernaturals that they were kidnapping and then trying to find where those same supernaturals had scattered to when they escaped. Let me back up a minute. Give you the whole backstory. About 21 years ago, there was this huge civil war between all of the werewolf packs in the U.S. The trios, where our Moon Goddess and creator, Selene, mated three wolves to each other instead of just two, were coming back after being hunted to near extinction. And there were quite a few wolves who didn’t like that. It caused a civil war, which we won, allowing trios to live happily ever after. But right after that, these witches, called the Riding Hoods, popped up out of nowhere. They are the descendants of the original Little Red Riding Hood, who was killed by a rogue werewolf. Yes, the story was true. Her sister took revenge on the rogue, then decided tha
I’m so caught up in my discovery of where the Red One, Roweena, and Iona all that I completely forgot to be nervous about driving. Brandon and Zak have been very patient in teaching me how to drive over the past few months, but this isn’t something that I feel very comfortable doing yet, especially by myself in a new place. Somehow, there is no one on the road. I don’t know how I got so lucky. But, that wasn’t the top thing on my let’s worry about this list. Go figure. Other than knowing that Ios is a party island along the Greek coastline, I have no idea why in the world Loviatar would keep the Riding Hoods there. Or why she would even want anything to do with them. Compared to the gods and goddesses of this world, the Riding Hoods are nothing. Oh, they want to be. They really want to be something. And had things worked out for them in making me the strongest witch of all time, we might have had enough power to get into the room. But we would never have gotten a seat at t
The pain was the worst thing that I have ever felt. It feels like someone is trying to scoop out my still beating heart with a handful of serrated spoons all at the same time while I’m laying on a bed of burning hot coals. Sharp, stabbing, constant, and all over my body. I can’t breathe, let alone talk. The pain only gets worse when I’m touched by Tomas and Jai as they pick me up. I don’t realize why they’re doing it until I feel the sun on my skin, which just intensifies the pain everywhere it touches. I didn’t know that someone could survive pain this intense. I don’t know that I will. Doesn’t help when Tomas unceremoniously just drops me on the ground. My wolf howls in my head, but all my human form can do is whimper. Tomas waves Jai away who looks back and forth between me and Tomas before shrugging his shoulders and walking back inside. Looks like I’m on my own with a pissed off male. It takes a few moments for the pain to subside enough for me to hear what he’s say
Allegra, the Priestess for Nora’s coven, completes the scrying with the same results that I got. The witches are on the island of Ios. Devin turns and looks at me, smiling. It makes me feel a whole hell of a lot better than the scowl he started the conversation with. Don’t want to piss off the demi-god. I might be the most powerful witch in centuries, but even I don’t hold a candle to a demi-god. “You did good, Nyx. Thank you,” he says, before turning back to the group. It takes me a minute before I can clue back in to what he is saying to the rest of the group. I’ve never had anyone, except for Kayla, tell me that I’ve done a good job with something so important. This warmth in my chest, this smile on my face that I can’t seem to wipe off of my face, is unknown to me. Is this what people feel when they are encouraged by their parents? Is this what children were supposed to feel? It’s almost like a high from some of the hallucigenic potions that I took in my training t
I cannot explain to you how livid I am with my best friend. Nathan rejected his mate for absolutely no fucking reason at all. It was so hard for me to listen to Devin and help Nathan out of the hall without shaking the shit out of him. As someone who has been rejected by both of my mates, watching Nathan reject Nyx simply because of the family that she was born into pissed me off more than I can explain. She has proven herself to be an ally of ours time and time again. Hearing what she went through because Zak and Devin didn’t trust her and not complain about it, how she cared for Kayla and Esteban during their imprisonment, and then knowing how she helped us defeat the Reding Hoods…this woman is the bravest, most selfless woman that I’ve ever heard of. And Nathan just tossed her away, like he’d find another mate out of nowhere. It kills me. How could he do that after seeing what’s happened with me and also with Rowen and Alexander? I’m so angry that I have to get out of ther
Kaia and I are out at a boutique, looking at wedding dresses. Ever since Meredith, Gael, and Hakeem got married prior to the wars, the idea caught on in the wolf community. And it’s something that I have dreamed of for a very long time. I want my mates to be mine and wholly mine. For the rest of our lives. It’s why, when I found out that Tomas was my mate, it disgusted me more than anything. But that’s only because it hurt me beyond measure. A mate that had been with nearly every unmated she-wolf that I had ever met in Arcadia. Goddess, just thinking about Tomas hurt so much. Fucking trio matebond. He hadn’t rejected us. In fact, he had passed out from the pain of our rejections of him right after we gave them. I was once thankful for that because it meant that he didn’t see me in pain from the rejection. Kaia and I were able to comfort each other before he woke. And then Kaia, ever the decisive and stubborn one, immediately said, “Reject us, so that we can be done