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An ancient book, a seventeen-year-old girl and an exotic boy from a supernatural world hold the key to freedom for a long-oppressed race, but that freedom could come at the cost of the human world.

Seventeen-year-old Kalista is suffering from a broken heart, so when her playwright father proposes they move their lives from New York to New Mexico because he is in need of inspiration Kalista is 100% on-board with him. New Mexico proves to be the perfect balm for her wounds and she is just starting to feel some of her old spunk when Tristan Winfield comes into her life and pulls all of her barriers down. Kalista is captivated by Tristan's unusual silver eyes and feels an inexplicable connection to him, which begins to manifest itself in her dreams with bizarre images of a waterfall and an orb.

While searching for an explanation for her troubling dreams, Kalista discovers an ancient book which holds the secrets of a supernatural race of creatures. But when Killings hit town, she realizes her finding has come at a high price. She's in the middle of a power struggle now, a struggle that seems to be linked to the secret wrapped within the pages of that book. A secret she and Tristan are part of...



The Ylem Trilogy

"There's no one in here," Dean said, looking around.


I walked down to the back and searched the area. Nothing. Everything looked in order. Maybe she went to the supermarket or something. But, why was the door of the bookstore unlocked? Had she forgotten to lock it?


I went back to the front of the store. "Anything?" Dean asked.


I shook my head. "She's not here. I'll leave it on the desk." I shoved my hand into my tote to pull out the book, but stopped. There was a smear of blood in the desk.


"What's the matter?" Dean stepped beside me.


"Is that blood?" I said, not taking my eyes from the crimson mark.


He leaned forward, taking a better look. "I think it is." He looked at me.


Dark thoughts stormed into my mind. "Oh my God. What if something happened to her, Dean? What if she's in trouble? She doesn't look strong enough to deal with a wound..."


Chapter 33: Disrupted Party, Part 2