The Bonded by Blood Trilogy : Book 1 - Tainted

He's not destined to save the world, he's destined to doom it.

After an argument with his best friend gets out of control, Marcus Nelson finds himself expelled from the boarding school he has been attending for the last seven years. He is forced to return to his hometown, where he finds not everything is quite as he remembers. He soon learns that he has more to deal with than just high school parties and crushes. 

There's a whole world that's been shrouded away from him behind secrets and lies. But when the truth comes to light will he be strong enough to deal with it? Will he survive this new world unscathed?  Or will he let it's darkness taint him?

He just wanted a fresh start. A new beginning to his story. Maybe make some new friends, he never expected the whirlwind of chaos and pain that was headed his way. 

But he doesn't have to do it alone. Adrian North has had one focus his whole life. But the moment Marcus waltzs into his life all that changes. Marcus is this cute shy guy that needs his protection. And he's willing to give it, at any cost.

They're trying to stop the beginning to an end that they don't realize has already begun.

Tainted : Book 1

I had been in and out of hospitals for most of my life. I was three years old when I had my first visit. It was the beginning to a long list of hospital stays. My longest stay was when I was ten. I was in the hospital for about three months, before they decided that I was well enough to return home. 


 I was happy to be going back home, I absolutely despised hospitals. But something about this return home was different. My mom always took extra care of me after my visits to the hospital but this time she was being excessive. 


 She wouldn't leave my side even for a second. She overloaded my bed with pillows so I'd be comfortable. She constantly asked if I needed anything. At the time I thought it was rather annoying. But I understood her concerns. I wasn't getting better. 


 I always got better, I'd be sick for a couple of weeks but I always got better. But something about this time told me that I wasn't going to get better. I wasn't ever going to be better. I was dying. 


CHAPTER 17 : Daydream