Callum Saxon wakes up to a totally different universe where all around him is water. Strangely he can breathe it as if it’s air. The bad thing is he can't remember how he got there. He can't remember himself, either.<br><br>Ainsley Carlisle is more than a man with long blond hair. He’s a unicorn shifter with secrets as widely stretched as the rainbow supposedly coming out of his rear. Ainsley won’t help Callum uncover who he is because Ainsley wants him to remember it himself.<br><br>In this new universe, Callum has to survive the creatures that live there, such as vampires, shifters, werewolves, you name it. But there’s more to Callum than meets the eye.

Unimaginable

Ainsley stared at him as if he’d lost his mind. “You don’t know?”


Callum read and read the name again, trying to shake his mind as well as his emotions. No. Still nothing.


“Sorry,” he said. He really was. “Can you just tell me? The name sounds…Elvish.”


Callum almost choked on his own tongue once the word left his mouth. “An elf. Who was he?” he pushed.


“Callum, he was your father,” said Ainsley slowly. “Your father was an elf. That makes you one, too.”


The world was spinning, his gaze blurring. He wasn’t aware of what happened next. He dimly heard Ainsley calling out his name. Slowly, Callum opened his eyes to Ainsley looming over him.


“Hey, are you still with me?” Ainsley gave a shaky, small smile. “How are you feeling?”


“Like someone who was hit by a semi while being told he was an elf.” Callum took Ainsley’s outstretched hand and pulled himself up.


Chapter 10