Author:
Bárbara A. Insfrán B. is from a small city in Paraguay, Latin America, where she lives with her family and works part-time as an educator. She dedicates her free time to writing about the intriguing fictional world she has created; where she blends mysticism with eroticism and romance. She writes in English and her native Spanish, although most of her books are written in English. She loves to sit down and write without much planned, since her stories take shape on their own in front of her as she types them.

Meadow is an average woman having a less than average day.  Things are going wrong for her in a profound way; her boss wanted her to work extra on a Saturday when she had a regular visit to her Mother’s grave, the weather is gray and a storm threatens to make her visit worse, her spirit is low and she feels helpless.

Little does she know, the events of this visit will be the turning point of her life. Meadow is about to be confronted with the supernatural on a level she has never ever expected. Almost every aspect of Her life will change due to her chance meeting with the Man she was not even looking for.  
   
If you enjoy stories about Shape Shifters, Faye, Demons and all manner of nonhuman creatures, you will enjoy this new view of the supernatural, told from an original and unique perspective.

Simply His

I watch Amral crumple to the ground, his eyes rolling back as he loses consciousness. Panic surges through me like a tidal wave, drowning out all other emotions. The dark creatures circle him, preparing to tear him apart, and something inside me snaps.


"Amral!" I scream, my voice cracking under the weight of my fear and desperation. He can't die; not now, not like this. My love for him, my need to protect him, fuels my anger and pain. I have more to fight for than ever before.


"Get away from him!" I roar, focusing all my dark powers into a singular force. Shadows stretch out from my fingertips, wrapping around the monstrous beings that threaten his life. I tug at the darkness, sending the creatures flying away from his motionless body.


"Please, you can't leave me," I whisper, tears streaming down my face. Desperation echoes through my voice, and I feel it deep within my soul. "You can't die."


Chapter 233: Obliterated