Nicole MacDonald is a thirty something year old Kiwi who loves to read and moonlights as a novelist. An avid reader from a young age, writing only occurred to her a few years ago after reading a book that didn’t quite hit the spot.
Daily scribbles eventuated into the BirthRight Trilogy, an Epic Fantasy Romance with women who know how to wield a sword, AND swing a punch. A literary journey that included six months of long sword training, as well as ju-jitsu lessons, and self-defence lessons for Nicole.
When not writing Nicole loves to watch all manner of documentaries, escape to her family's cabin in the woods, and spend time with her other half and their fur critters.

Created by science. Hunted by Humans.

Created by science, Prometheans could be the ultimate apex species. But only if they break the genetic shackles forced upon them by their creators, humans.
With their entire population under threat, two Prometheans take the collective fate of all into their own hands.

To save their species from extinction, from the merciless human raiders who hunt them, they will have to break the last taboo. Before the humans reach them…

Prometheus

Ally stared, heart feeling oddly large for her chest in the moment. Beside her Eoin stood stiff, eyes tracing the shape again and again as the tips of his ears began to turn pink.


'Ally?' her mama whispered to her as she squeezed in between her and Eoin, arms around their waists. 'Do you like it?'


It looked just like the design she and Eoin had spent months working on. Ally's throat swelled with emotion, stopping any words escaping. She nodded rapidly.


The crowd of friends, some close but most acquaintances, stayed put, watching as she and Eoin, with her mama and papa just behind, walked toward their new home.


The long front of the house was made up of full height windows, the glass angled back to catch the sunlight streaming down. Behind the wall of windows, four domes rose, following the length and curve of the front windows. Walking to the right end of the windows, Ally stared at the beautiful framing woodwork before reaching out to stroke it.


Chapter 42