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Things have really turned sour. I'd been looking for answers, but then along came the biggest plot twist of my life, with me as the star. Core-shaking stuff, details I would've been happy to never know. Sometimes, it's good to be left in the dark. Damn. My relationship with the mega-yummy billionaire vampire Tae Frost is now on the line. One moment, things were heating up between us, the next… WHAM! Rug pulled out from under. Hard. I only have myself to blame.

On my first day in the town, I get caught up in a strange murder case, and Death saves my life. Yes, the Death. The delectable, mysterious Death. Goodness, he is hotness personified. But what happened to make him walk away from his responsibilities? And why is he so deliciously tempting, my desire a raging inferno every time he looks at me with those incredible eyes? I shouldn't be thinking of an immortal being like this, but with every passing hour I can't stop myself from falling deeper into infatuation.

For the past two years, a virus aptly named Dawn has risen every day at first light to kill any human it touches, turning them into ravenous zombies. There's no cure, no form of resistance against it, nothing to turn things around. Most of the living humans are gone now. Only those of us with a different kind of blood are spared the killing blow of Dawn. With the dead walking and eating their way across the lands, I fight every day to stay alive. I'm fae and trapped here on Earth after a vacation gone wrong, wandering this doomed realm with only a virtual pet for company.

After one of our many enemies makes a life-shattering move against us, Tae and I are running for our lives again. The witches are hot on our heels, adding to our myriad of problems. And the drama keeps on piling up. If it wasn't for Tae Frost, billionaire vampire and my number one obsession, I couldn't handle any of this. I'd have fallen apart ages ago, handing myself over to the shadows. And there are so many shadows, so many players in this damn game. The lines are blurring, trust is a rare commodity nowadays.

The streets have been my home for as long as I can remember. To get by, I use my magic tricks, bringing smiles to the faces of adults and children alike. As a warlock, my powers are limited. Nothing like a witch's magical skills. Basically, I'm a glorified magician as well as a second-class citizen. Fine. It doesn't get me down. I have my cat Fizz and Kylie Minogue's music to keep me going as I dream big. I know there's a better life out there for me.

There's so much danger out there. Coming for me, coming for the world. Demons and darkness and craziness everywhere. Plus, the mysteries keep on piling up. So many of them! Not good for my already overloaded mind. Ah, well. It'll get sorted. It's all about the determination, right? And I've got heaps of it. I'm still trying to navigate my new and powerful Arcana magic, as well as my attraction to Tae—hot billionaire vampire and demon hunter. My employer. My protector. The source of all my fantasies. Things are really heating up between us…

My life has really taken a complicated turn here in Oakthorne. I keep hoping some fairy godmother will show up and offer to turn back time for me. Not too much, just enough to ease this pain. Yeah. Right. As much as there's hurt, there's also Death. He is a complication, and a beautiful one I can't resist when I really, really should. He consumes my every waking moment, submerges me in raging desire I never want to break free from.

Things have taken a seriously nasty turn. Can someone please let me off this rollercoaster? Everywhere I look, there's drama and danger ready to pounce from the shadows. Nowhere feels safe, and trust seems to be a rare commodity.

I have to believe in hope. I have to believe in my love for Death, for a future beyond this pain and drama. But why does hope feel like such a foolish dream at this point?

After finally finding some company and shelter—along with a hot werewolf alpha—in this zombie-filled world, things have taken another dramatic turn. Rug officially yanked from underfoot. Ugh. What now? How do I carry on with these new revelations? I can't possibly march toward heartbreak. I can't let everything I've found unravel because of some weird prophecy. There has to be a better way of changing the world. There has to be a better everything. I'm determined to find it. For the future. For love.