When not writing or doing book covers, Tatiana Vila can be found binge-watching series, painting cool abstract stuff, eating way too many candies, and fantasizing about interior design makeovers. Her motto: let the mind run wild.
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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

This cave was perfect. It was as if Mother Nature had built it to provide a shelter to whoever stepped into this side of the mountain. I was pretty sure that our father, Balthazar, had placed it in our way. We happened upon it after hours of running-we had crossed the border and were now somewhere in Colorado. The entrance was veiled with branches growing from a couple of trees nearby, making it almost indiscernible to the human eye.


Inside the black silence of the cave, the temperature was cool and humid. The walls were cold and damp, and stalactites hung from above, as if the ceiling had melted into rock icicles. Through a long canyon passage, a large dome could be found, and to both sides, more passages that led to different chambers. Some of them with natural skylights, like the one where we were now.


Chapter 50: Please