A. Swandancer

She falls in love with the tempest, with little hope of emerging without a scratch. She decides to relinquish her knowledge of her powers, risking the safety of the world, all in an attempt to erase the memory of a heartbreak. Is she wrong?
Liv Hartwell, a college student with a passion for books over boys, stumbles upon her extraordinary lineage and dormant powers when she crosses paths with Liam Blackthorn in the heart of modern-day New York, where a world of secrets, magic, and enigmatic half-human beasts lies hidden in plain sight—they are the Descendants of the Endless. 
Liv and Liam, two clueless descendants, set off on an electrifying journey of self-discovery, delving deep into the mysteries of mythical creatures and forgotten magic.
Their unexpected friendship ignites a blazing romance, and as their connection deepens, the universe itself quakes in response. Sparks of cosmic turmoil shake the very foundations of reality, threatening to crush their world— unless Liv and Liam learns how to wield their powers and fight for their love.
Descendants Of The Endless is a spellbinding dark fantasy-romance series that unveils a mesmerizing world concealed within the bustling streets of New York City. Born from the union of immortal demigods and humanity, these descendants harbor supernatural knowledge and abilities. Their existence, shrouded in secrecy for centuries, is threatened by a forbidden love story, a potent spell, and an age-old prophecy. Prepare to be captivated by a love that defies destiny and a power that could reshape the universe.

DESCENDANTS OF THE ENDLESS

The last day of exams dawns, and I find myself in my element. Hunched over a computer, fingers dancing across the keyboard as I navigate the intricacies of my last test for the semester. Philosophy has always been my comfort zone, and dissecting the nuances of modern thought and ways of life is a challenge I embrace. With practiced ease, I craft a well-versed essay, briefly reviewing the finished draft, making minor edits, and finally, with a hint of apprehension, clicking the ‘submit’ button. 


As I rise from my seat, a sudden surge of doubt courses through me. Did I truly give it my all? I glance around the room, and it’s indisputable that I’m the first to complete the test. My gaze flickers to the clock, revealing a half-hour still remaining before the deadline. The room is abuzz with concentrated minds, heads buried in their screens or scribbling furiously on paper. A surge of uncertainty washes over me. 


An Endless Pursuit