"It’s Jacqueline, not Jack, and I am the Ripper." It was 1888 and London was bustling with the rich, the poor, and the depraved. Within the depths of London, lay the East End’s Whitechapel. It was the section of the city where the lowest of the classes lived. Women frequented the streets to make the pence needed to survive. I live with my husband, John, who is the perfect man and could have been the best father. Our lives changed the day that I miscarried, the doctor pronouncing me unable to bear the children that we so desperately desired. I fell into the pit of grief and despair at the idea we could no longer have a family together. An ideal was born from that depression and anger. It was my task in life to serve the penance to those women who brought shame upon their fertility through prostitution. These women did not deserve their wombs, their gift, and their ability to bear children without miscarriage. Jack was born to serve this purpose.
When Pan the satyr god seduced the moon goddess, Selene, he was not expecting a baby to be the result of a good tumble in the sack. Except, a baby girl is exactly what he gets. Selene, Endymion, and Vexa visit Pan so that he could see his daughter. Pan is offered the chance to raise the child for the first four hundred years of her life. Selene and Endymion let Vexa go, believing that she will return to them long before she turns of age. Only, when it comes time for Vexa to be returned, Pan admits that his daughter will remain with him until her two thousandth year. Before the lovers can react, Pan dashes away into the forest, unable to be seen again. Selene grows concerned when the world changing with the times, new religions being born, and followers becoming scarce. Her daughter's safety is a risk the longer Pan has her. She grows desperate in her search, catching Pan a few times before he slips away. What lengths will a Mother go to in order to protect her child from the very world she was conceived on?
As it turns out, being immortal doesn’t make you wise and being an Angel doesn’t make you holy. It just makes the Fall that much easier. The Angels are forbidden to break the rules when dealing with humans. They cannot be tempted and Aspyn breaks one of the most important rule of them all: don't fall in love. Aspyn is cast from Heaven, his wings ripped from his back. Now, he has to survive the depths of the mortal realm. The only problem is that Lucifer and the demons are set to make him a Fallen. To become a Fallen, one must commit the mortal sins. Now it's a race for Aspyn to resist the sins and be forgiven, or is the world just too dark for him? **Read this book for free!**View Book
For thousands of years, the Elementals have had male Firstborns, though the rare female soul will live in a male body. That has been the way of life, up until Tien is born. Given the name Cheveyo, she masks her gender and soul name as a female gender case. Though being a female is not her only special attribute; being a Spirit Elemental is the bigger problem, or so she thinks. There hasn’t been a Spirit Elemental in over a thousand years. In order for her to attend the revered Elemental and Mage School, she must first pass the Test to gain entry, where she can perform the most sacred rituals of their culture: The Summoning and the Rite of Calling. Although, a challenge lies in her way before she can perform them. She must learn the greatest lesson of all: being able to love the body that she was born in. Will her strength overcome her inner demons, or will it bring out her worst fears. As for the Summoning, her Companion will have to wait until she can love herself. After all, it’s children’s wish to bond with their Companion completely. A Demon.
It's been a few weeks after the Incident and Cheveyo finds herself riddled with night terrors. If she was not under enough stress, the First Year Test has crept up on them and she must prepare. Thinking of joining her family for the Summer break, she learns that a surprise in store. For not only does Aenon join her, but something much darker lurks in the near future that is even affecting those in the Demon Dwell. With the growing tendrils of darkness spreading across the land, can Aenon solve the mystery that is Cheveyo?