I’m a catastrophe waiting to happen—I always have been.
When a waterspout drops me on the shores of a seemingly deserted island, I soon realize that I’m not on Earth, and I’m not alone.
This new world is full of dangers, from sea monsters and feuding tribes to poisonous food and beasts that lurk in the shadows. None of those things are as dangerous as the Mongrel men appointed to guard and teach me.
All I want to do is go home, but the island has no intentions of letting me leave.
I’ll be forced to interact with total strangers to survive this perilous land surrounded by treacherous waters.
My dreams of happiness sink into the dark depths below as I struggle to save myself from certain death.
The Mongrels will learn that fear makes a person reckless.
My name is Adelaide Storm.
But they’ll call me Ada Stormbrave.
“You’re a ridiculous flirt.”
This time, I feel his chuckle vibrate against my back as much as I hear it caress my ears.
“Are you complaining?”
Yes. No. This jackass.
How is he frustrating me so quickly? It’s like he knows exactly which of my buttons to press right now. He’s not the only one, but Ecaeris pisses me off, so I don’t have to deal with being a horny bitch around him.
I rub my hands up and down my face before turning my glare to Connak. I keep my eyes firmly on his.
“This is not what made me come.”
I regret that statement as soon as it leaves my mouth. The male population is too predictable. It doesn’t matter if we’re talking about here or Earth. Mongrels and men are one and the same. But I like this one; I don’t want him to be like the rest.
“Then tell me, Ada,” he whispers, twirling a strand of my hair around his finger. “What made you come?”
M.F. Adele resides in the outskirts of the Rocket City in Alabama. She lives in her overactive imagination, often fueled by caffeine and no sleep. When she isn’t writing, M.F. is outdoors with her family, obsessing over spicy margaritas and cigars, or reading books by her favorite authors.
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