NA Urban Fantasy
To keep her safe, privileged Hazel Michelli's parents never told her she was adopted. She found out the truth when the danger her parents feared ripped apart the front door of her Denver penthouse and stole her away to the Realm, an alternative land where magic and monsters exist.
Hazel escapes back to Colorado with the help of a friendly Firecat, but not before she has a terrifying family reunion with her sadistic birth father, Lucian. She learns Lucian must sacrifice a daughter to maintain immortality. When his planned sacrifice--Hazel's half-sister Meara--went missing, he sent his minion to find her and got lucky when he found Hazel instead. With her blood Lucian can not only maintain his immortality, but can obtain unlimited power to take over the Realm. Hazel is moved to the top of the sacrificial short list.
Home once again, Hazel wants to hide until the sacrificial window closes and then reclaim her comfy life. But Meara remains in danger, and Hazel is the only one who can return to the Realm to save her. Afraid, yet compelled by her adoptive parents to protect her newfound sister, Hazel races between both worlds, searching for the little girl while attempting to stay one step ahead of Lucian. Their lives, and
the future of the Realm, leave her no room for failure.
First 150 Words:
By late morning, the unseasonably warm weather forced me to open all the windows of my penthouse apartment. The crisp aroma of dried leaves drifted through the rooms and mingled with the infrequent
rumble of large delivery trucks coming off I-25 on their run into downtown Denver.
The beautiful fall day gave no hint of the unbelievable mess my life
I focused on my laptop’s screen, and wished my online racing bet would upload faster. The status bar ticked up to ninety-seven percent, ninety-eight…
“And…done!” I said to the empty apartment.
Snapping the laptop shut, I set it on the coffee table, and checked my cell phone for the time.
Dang. Still had time for a run before lunch. I forced myself off the couch to go change, but only made it halfway across the living room.
With a tremendous cracking noise, the front door shattered. Shards of wood flew by me.