Fantasy & Futuristic

Growing up in a remote region of the Ural Mountains in Romania, Sorina Lazarovici has heard a thousand stories of vampires, werewolves, demons and monsters. The rest may be nothing more than silly superstition, but she knows for a fact that monsters are real. She should know; the cursed thing has been hunting her family to near extinction for generations. Once it has finished her off, it will have succeeded.

She soon finds herself relying on someone that is nothing more than a thief and a murderer to save her. He may be the last person on Earth she wants help from, but she is drowning in a sea of despair. When you’re drowning, you’ll grasp onto any hand that offers assistance, even if you believe your throat will be alter being pulled from the water.

Some consider him a thief and a murderer, some the greatest friend anyone could ever have. Despite his name, Thor Odinsson is not a God. A God would have more answers than questions. He is not a hero. A hero is someone to be emulated: something he could never be. He’s just a man struggling to make sense of his senseless situation. Everyone keeps telling him who and what he is. He keeps telling himself that the thousand-year-old curse placed upon his family isn’t real, but it appears he may be wrong.

Annabelle Pearson was in love. For three years, she’d worshipped the sexy but aloof Nicholas Nattrass from afar, wistfully dreaming of a time when he’d love her back, or at the very least notice she existed. All that was about to change, however, when she starts seeing things that she shouldn’t, things that couldn’t possibly exist, like the Grim Reaper and the Tooth Fairy, for example. The last straw comes when she spots Cupid, about to shoot his arrow at her beloved, and in a desperate bid to save her dream, she wallops him one with her handbag.