Chronicles of the Stone Veil Series

There is a hatred born of betrayal and rooted deep throughout the centuries and I loathe him simply because of his ties. That will never change no matter the circumstances we find ourselves in. While bad blood may have started in our home realm of Brevala long before I was ever born, I am expected to stand strong with my people against our sworn enemies. And given that we're both immortal Light Fae, we have centuries ahead of ourselves to continue hating each other.

From a young age, my mind has been plagued with things only I could see. Never knowing if these visions were real or just hallucinations, I learned how to lock them down and ignore them. I learned to take solace in the relative anonymity of city life and find peace in the rainy days my city of Seattle is known for. But just when I think my life is getting on track and my dreams are achievable, a moment of weakness causes me to learn a hard and fast lesson. My entire existence has been a lie. Now I'm faced with a new reality that's as implausible as it is fantastical.

Life as I knew it ended the day I accepted my fate. In its place is an existence even the wildest imagination could never fathom. Strange creatures walk among us, plotting our demise, and I've come to find that the fate of our world rests squarely on my shoulders. We're all in danger and I'm trying to figure out how to make it through each day. The key to my survival is a man I can't figure out. As dangerous as the darkest fae, I have no choice but to work with him to stop the prophecy that's foretold to be the ruination of mankind.

Evil is coming. A dark malevolence the likes of which this world has never seen, and it comes straight from the depths of Hell. Darkness meant to destroy. A prophecy I am fated to fulfill but will most likely not survive. Through it all, Carrick Byrne has stood strong by my side. Something has deeply changed between me and the man I once despised, and all it took was a kiss of provocation for both of us to feel it. I know deep in my soul we're being guided by destiny, but I don't know if I can trust it.

With every piece that falls into place for the queen of the Underworld, Kymaris gains strength and power that will make it more difficult to defeat her when the time comes. It feels as if we're in a desperate race to get just one step ahead of her, but my demise feels closer than it ever has before with still so much to do. The first order of business is to unlock the angelic powers with which I was gifted at birth, and Carrick insists on getting help from my archnemesis to do so. Yes, I have to save the world, but my priority has now become rescuing my sister from the Underworld.

Kymaris has everything she needs to bring down the veil between Earth and the Underworld. If she's successful in completing the ritual, Earth will be darkened by evil. Demons will swarm our lands and the human race will be decimated. It's up to me to stop her. My fate is to thwart the prophecy, but I'm not sure what to do. While I may have some gifts, I am still merely a human facing the queen of the Dark Fae who holds unimaginable power.

My name is Thalia Clairmont and I am heir to the throne of Vyronas. A title that was unknown to me after the love of my life, Bastien Dunne, had me stripped of my memories and sent me through the veil into another dimension. He maintains it was for my protection after my parents were killed and our kingdom was overthrown, but I see it as a betrayal. Overwhelmed by my feelings of both love and anger for Bastien, I quickly understand that things aren't what they once were.

As the newly anointed king of the Underworld, I've worked hard to clean up the mess left behind by my predecessor. The realm is in relative peace at the moment, my main focus now on deciding the fate of recently departed souls. It's a tediously boring task, and honestly, one I despise doing. But just when I think I can't stand another moment of the monotony, one soul changes it all.

Zora is the god of Life but before that she was a mortal held captive, growing up without love or affection. Raised in the pits of Hell, she was a pawn in a sinister plan to destroy the world. Tossed into the life of an immortal deity, Zora is understandably closed off and confused about who she is and where she fits in. But the one place she fits perfectly is in my bed and the more time I spend with her, the more I'd like to keep her there permanently. My attempts to win over the ethereal beauty are thwarted when a nefarious plan begins to unfold, leaving Zora missing.