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Caroline is a smart young woman thrust into a dangerous new world when she falls from an apple tree one day under suspicious circumstances. While navigating a dangerous foreign land Caroline must learn to let go of her simple life and embrace new aspects of her identity she never thought possible. In the midst of chaos, she learns to rely on her strength and determination to master her abilities and cooperate with Ender, a 200-year-old vampire, who crosses her path. After striking an agreement the two journey together, their fates now entwined by deep magic, on a mission to evade pursuit and stop an invading army from enslaving Caroline’s people and destroying the nation she calls home. Excerpt Chapter 39: [ "I knew you would come for me," the witch said without turning around. "I'll always come for you," he told her, approaching Caroline from behind and taking her small hand in his gently. He thought of how fragile she was and how mindful he must be of his strength, worried that one ill-timed movement could cause her serious injury. "You won't hurt me, Ender," she said quietly, still staring at the sea. Pale moonlight reflected off the water, highlighting her soft cheeks and round eyes. She looked like an otherworldly creature, delicate and beautiful, but also powerful and terrifying. Not for the first time did he marvel at the paradox that stood before him. He briefly wondered if Caroline could hear his thoughts but was coming to understand that she was simply beginning to know him. She knew what could not be summed up in mere words. Caroline saw his actions and knew them to be his way of speaking to her.] (Disclaimer: Later chapters get saucy, readers 18+ advised)
Caroline awoke to filtered sunlight playing behind her eyelids. She had yet to open them, taking in shallow breaths while assessing her whereabouts. Laying flat on her back, the young woman dug her hands into the grass and felt the cold earth beneath her. A soft wind rustling the leaves in the trees overhead; she could hear squirrels chattering in a nearby tree. She smelled deciduous forest, recently turned earth, and a hint of salt. Caroline had never seen the East Sea but had heard that it made the air taste as salty as the tears that flow after a broken heart. Before opening her eyes, she allowed her other senses to take in the environment around her.
Panic growing by the moment, she cautiously opened one eye and then the next, realizing instantly these were not the trees of her home on the farm. The fall from the apple tree had somehow taken her to a place far from her home. Very far if she was judging by the sun's position in the sky. She tried to remain calm, but her heart pounded against her ribs as all logic and reasoning began to escape her mind, slipping away like water circling down a drain.
Caroline bolted upright as a voice from her periphery, lilted in an unfamiliar accent.
"Aye miss, ye fell from the sky."
