Fate Hollow Academy: Term 1
Publication date: January 13th 2022
Genres: Adult, Paranormal, Reverse Harem, Romance
Welcome to Fate Hollow Academy, where supernaturals blessed by the Fates cultivate their manifested powers and master ancient magic.
Fate Hollow is the academy of the elite, where supernatural beings with special magic train for war against humans.
A big-hearted, naïve arctic fox shifter like me couldn’t have prepared for the treachery lurking within the walls of the academy. Students were going missing or turning up dead on campus and rumors circulated about humans infiltrating academy grounds.
Seeds of fear bloomed within the student body. To make matters worse, the mate that rejected me was hellbent on painting a bright red target on my back with the help of his new girlfriend.
Against all odds, I found refuge with seven irresistible monsters, each one more different from the last.
Would the bond of my mates be enough to manifest my hidden power? Without it, I was vulnerable. And with a dragon cult attempting to wage war on humans, I had no choice but to fight.
“What did you do?” My voice came out as a whisper.
“I feed off your pain.” His gaze darted to my lips and back. “Just like what I was doing as you slept.”
He snorted a laugh, his shoulders pulling up as his body shook. “Fuck no. I’m not a healer. I cause pain.”
“And yet you took mine away?” I tilted my head, my hair sliding across my shoulder as it shifted sides.
His hand moved from the top of my head to the back, and he pulled me closer until his nose brushed against mine. He sucked in a sharp breath as if he surprised himself. “What’re you doing to me, little bird?”
Sparks of excitement shot off through my body, crackling down my nerve endings. His breath fanned over my lips, and a new kind of hunger clawed its way to the front of my mind.
My mind was buzzing with so many desires, and I firmly clamped my hands on my thighs so I wouldn’t reach out and touch him.
I wasn’t used to socializing, but something told me what I wanted to do to him wasn’t normal.
“Why do I feel like this?” he asked, moving his hand from the back of my head to grip my chin between his index finger and thumb.
“You what?” He turned my head to the side before leaning in and letting his lips glide against my cheek and down my jaw. “What do you feel when I touch you?”
“Overwhelmed.” My throat tightened.
“Not the emotion I would’ve guessed.” He pulled back, letting his hand drop to his lap. Confusion lines settled on his face as he studied mine. “Tell me what makes you overwhelmed.”
Lyra Winters is a twenty-something Kentucky woman who adores the book world. When she’s not typing away on her laptop or daydreaming book ideas, Lyra is occupying her time taking care of her two spunky daughters and dreamy husband. She’s addicted to Coca-Cola, 2000s rap music, and bubble baths. Her dream is to write love stories that touch the reader’s hearts.