Chapter
1
"Mmm,”
Koa said as she opened a bag of freshly popped popcorn. She breathed in the
buttery aroma and groaned in delight. There came a low purr from behind and she
glanced over her shoulder at the stoic black cat. The cat jumped onto the
dining chair.
“Smells
good Raven. Doesn’t it?”
Raven
stared back with her ethereal green eyes. The cat blinked, as if she was bored.
Koa
shrugged and blew her bangs out of her eyes. “Fine.” She rolled her eyes. “I
know you’re still mad at me for coming home late last night. I said I was
sorry. But I’m a big girl now.”
Raven
blinked again.
Koa
scoffed. “Be that way. This popcorn is all mine and you’re just jealous.” She
made a teasing face. She poured the popcorn into a large bowl and carried it
out of the massive kitchen that had once been filled with kitchen staff and a
private chef.
Through
the archway and into the grand hall, Koa shuddered at the chill in the air. The
sound of her soft footsteps echoed through the empty manor and she found herself
humming as she always did.
She
didn’t pay any mind to the gothic statues that glared down at her on either
side of the wide corridor. There was a time when Koa had been frightened by her
father’s relics. As a girl she would avoid walking down the hallways at night
for fear that they would awaken and grab her with their cold, stone, hands.
Now, Koa
was used to the statues of angels and demons. She barely glanced at them
anymore. Such things were a part of her daily life and she no longer feared
their artistic replicas.
It took
her a few moments to cross the cold marble floors to the large den she had
converted into an entertainment room. Koa used a remote to turn off all of the
lights. She lit a scented candle just as Raven brushed past her leg. She rubbed
her soft fur onto Koa’s bare flesh.
The
scent of vanilla made her smile.
Koa
flopped onto the plush sofa and put her feet up on the ottoman. She sank into
the cushions and closed her eyes in bliss. “Halston has given me a few nights
off.” She turned on her television. “Finally, I get to catch up on some reality
TV!”
Raven
seemed to roll her eyes and Koa grinned. “I know,” she said as she relaxed her
back on the orange pillows and popped a handful of popcorn into her mouth. “I
can be such a girl sometimes.” She laughed to herself. She was happy. Life had
been so busy lately with the rise of supernatural crime, that a single moment
of solitude was rare.
Koa
glanced at Raven and held her arms out. “Come sit with me. Pretty please?”
Raven
snuggled next to her and rested her head on Koa’s lap. Koa smiled and stroked
her black fur. Sometimes it seemed as if Raven was all she had left in the
world, besides Halston. “Maybe
I’ll order you some Chinese. How does that
sound? You always loved it. How about some roasted duck?”
Koa had
just started to crunch on a kernel when she heard the faintest creak in her
hallway. It was so faint that she almost didn’t catch it. She didn’t want to
catch it. She wanted the night to go smoothly, but it was the way Raven’s ears
perked up that confirmed that Koa had indeed heard something.
Koa
grumbled and put her bowl of popcorn down on her glass coffee table. She held
her breath. All of her senses were heightened. There was a definite warning
deep in the pit of her stomach. She sniffed the air. There was the faint stench
of coal and something rancid.
Odd, she
thought with a frown. She had smelled that distinct odor before. It was not
from this world.Very odd.
Raven
looked down the dark hallway and made a low sound of warning deep in her
throat. Her black fur stood on end. Koa shushed her with a hand.
She came
to her feet and headed towards the sound. She could feel that someone was
there.
Like the telling smell of oncoming rain, Koa had an uncanny sense of
knowing when something bad was about to happen. She hoped that this time she
was wrong.
Her
heart began to thump in her chest. Her one day off, and someone decided to
bother her.
Raven lowered her head and waited back on the sofa.
Scaredy-cat,
Koa thought with a frown.
Koa
softly tiptoed into the darkness. She now wished that she was properly dressed.
She didn’t want someone catching her in her underwear. She sighed. She was
probably overthinking things. Two-hundred-year-old French manors tended to
creak in the night. Koa should have been used to the sounds after all these
years of living there.
Truth
was, Koa was still afraid of the dark and with good reason. She froze when
something crashed to the floor. She quickly pressed her back against the wall
and waited. One of the statues had broken.
Voices.
Koa
cursed in her head. Someone was definitely in her house. Her breath quickened.
Koa could hear Halston’s voice in her head, telling her that it wasn’t worth
it…that she should run.
She didn’t run.
Instead,
she peeked around the corner of the wall and saw flashlights. The harsh,
fluorescent light pointed in her direction. Two men. Bald and big. They were
dressed in black with tattoos all over their pale white faces and scalps. They
clutched silver barreled crossbows.
Koa’s
face paled. Their black eyes searched her hallway.
No, Koa
thought with cold realization. Her skin crawled with dread. It’s not possible.
“Syths,” she whispered in a hiss. They heard her. Four black eyes looked up and
met hers.
Koa
pulled back. Her pulse raced. These were creatures of folklore and mythology,
but Koa knew the truth. Such creatures did exist. It was just that they
shouldn’t be in the human world.
She gulped. Something was definitely wrong.
They should not be here.
“Shit!”
No time to run now. Boots stomped down the marble floors. Dread washed over
her, making her skin feel prickly.
Two
Syths, equipped with crossbows. Koa knew what those arrows were laced with. Her
stomach pumped with anxiety. Why were they in her house?
Koa saw
Raven come around the corner and leisurely sit in the middle of the hall. Koa’s
anxiety began to be replaced with fury. No one had ever invaded her home.
Koa
glared over at Raven.
“Fine.
Just sit there and let me do all of the work,” she said to the black cat. Koa
yelped as a large hand reached for her long black and blue hair. She grabbed
the hand and with a push off the ground, she leapt into the air.
Her feet
climbed up the air as if by invisible stairs. With a surge of energy, she took
flight. She grunted as she lifted the large man’s weight off the ground and
flew upwards. He used his other arm to direct the point of his crossbow at her.
Koa’s
eyes widened and she pursed her lips. She saw the red poisonous arrow ready to
be released. The second Syth waited below as Koa went higher and higher up the
tall vaulted ceiling. It was cold up there, and pitch black, but Koa could
still see the Syth’s illuminated face.
An arrow
zipped past her and she gasped. “Come quietly, Koa, and we won’t have to hurt
you,” the Syth below shouted. “Our master doesn’t want you dead. He just wants
us to bring you in.”
She
snorted. “No thanks. I like my world just fine.” Koa looked down at the Syth
whose hand she held. It was rare that she saw one of his kind.
His lips
curled into a malicious grin. “Yes, come quietly, my pretty,” he whispered. His
voice was like nails on gravel. “You know you don’t belong here with the
humans…”
Koa
gazed into those soulless black eyes and felt her stomach churn with dread.
They were like small, black, beads. The tattoos around his eyes were
inscriptions of a dialect that didn’t exist in this world. Someone was letting
rogue nephilim out of the Netherworld.
“And
neither do you,” she said and with an evil grin, she let go of his hand.
He cried
out and fell nearly fifty feet. Koa heard a satisfying crunch of bones. She
smirked.
Still, it wasn’t enough to kill a Syth. Those bones were probably
regenerating already. Koa hadn’t encountered many since she’d become a
Netherworld agent, but Netherworld beings were extremely hard to kill.
Koa
darted away from another arrow and into the darkness of her empty manor. She
stood on the ceiling, upside down, yet defying gravity as she looked down at
the two shadows below. She considered all of her options. She could fly out of
that window ahead or she could go back and kill them.
Syths
were dangerous. She couldn’t let them get away. But her weapons were in her
vault. In order to reach her vault, she would need to go past the Syths. How
silly of her to think that she was safe. Not even her home was sacred anymore.
Nearly
five years as an agent in Halston’s Netherworld division, and Koa was still
caught off guard.
Koa
frowned. Halston was right. She should have moved a long time ago. She could
already see Halston’s self-satisfied smile. She hoped she’d make it out alive
to see that smile again.
Something
caught her attention. A glittering light below. She saw Raven’s green eyes
glow, and then she saw something else. Like a bolt of lightning, Koa shot
through the darkness to Raven.
Koa had a determined look on her face. She could
make it. She had to.
Arrows
flew all around her. The arrows bounced off the walls and sparked along the
floors.
Her heart pumped, but her face was set with purpose. She smiled when
she saw her Lyrinian sword lying on the floor, like a beacon of hope in the
darkness.
Raven
stepped away from it. Koa grabbed it by its hilt. A jolt of power slammed into
her palm and flooded her body. She gritted her teeth and embraced the euphoric
pain the sword caused her. The blade shot out, lengthening from the size of a
small dagger to that of a full sized sword.
The jagged blade was a dark metal
that was rippled with black engravings. Netherworld dialect.
Koa
grinned. Once the initial pain subsided, the power made her feel invincible.
The Lyrinian sword had been her father’s. He had trained her to use it when she
was only a little girl. This weapon, was not of this world…and would not be put
away until all evil was vanquished.
“Thanks,
Raven.”
The cat
seemed to nod.
Koa
cried out as an arrow nipped her right cheek. The pain was surprising. It
sizzled. Blood dripped from her face as her hand shot to cover the wound.
Her
green eyes went dark. She balled up her fist and tightened her grasp around the
sword. She narrowed her eyes and turned around. They pulled the triggers on
their bows and heard an empty snip.
Koa gave
them a cold grin and yet there was no amusement in her voice. “You’re mine,
now.”
They
were out of arrows. Both Syths skidded to a stop. Almost frantically, they
reached behind them and into their quivers to reload.
Koa took
a step forward and their eyes went wild…with fear of the small girl before
them.
Koa held
her sword’s black blade at her side. It pulsed with craving for blood. The
blood of the evil ones would increase its power.
Koa
charged at them. She was lifted to her toes and with a swirl of colors she
slashed one of the
Syths across his side. Her white teeth flashed as the blade
burned an iridescent red at the first taste of blood.
The
blade craved blood and she would sate it.
It
didn’t stop at the bone. It didn’t even pause. It sliced through his spine with
ease until the man was cut in half. It sped up only when it came through his
other side and to the cold air of the manor.
The
Lyrinian sword’s red light encased the black blade and she could feel its heat.
Koa
didn’t stop there. She couldn’t stop even if she wanted to. Evil had to be
vanquished. She clenched her jaw as the blade went cleanly though the other
man, separating him at his waist.
Their cries filled the entire manor as she
sliced them to bits.
Both
Syths lay on the floor in pieces. Koa kicked their crossbows away, not that
they had hands connected to their arms anymore. Her chest heaved as she stood
over them. Smoke rose from the blade of her Lyrinian sword. Koa watched their
pale white faces, waiting. Blood pooled onto her floor. She watched it gather
around her bare feet.
Raven
sauntered over. She sat down and licked her front paw. Her green eyes looked up
innocently into Koa’s matching green eyes. “Shall we leave now?” she asked, in
her mother’s voice.
Koa’s
shoulders slumped. She looked over at the cat. “Yes.” She nodded and looked
down at the blood pooling between her white toes. “But first, I must clean up
this mess.”
Chapter
2
Koa sat
back in her wooden chair and watched as Halston entered the little bistro. She
hid her smile as his eyes scanned the room. He was like a golden light, come to
spread joy throughout the room. She wasn’t the only woman to notice him. Koa
was very aware of the looks he got whenever he stepped into a room.
She
sipped her coffee and sighed. She wasn’t ready to tell him about the night
before, but Halston was more than her best friend. He was her boss.
Halston
didn’t have to look long for her. Koa tended to stand out, especially in the
countryside of Paris. Her pale face, green eyes, and long black and blue hair
were a stark contrast to everyone in the room. The fact that she was half
Korean didn’t help her blend in either.
Halston’s
eyes met hers and a smile crept onto his lips.
How
could anyone have a more perfect smile? Koa thought. She would never tell him
such a thing. Halston was already arrogant enough.
Always
late, she thought with an impish grin. For someone that loved rules and
decorum,
Halston never seemed to think twice about punctuality.
Halston
checked his watch. He shrugged as if he just realized that he was thirty
minutes late and it wasn’t a big deal.
He took
off his navy fedora and ran his hand though his blonde hair as he crossed the
small room. Halston stood before her. Perfect white teeth smiled at her.
Perfect. Everything about him was perfect. He was literally created that way.
Koa’s
eyes scanned the room. She secretly enjoyed the dirty looks the other women
were giving her when they realized that this masterpiece of a man had come to
see her.
“Good
morning, Koa,” Halston said and reached over to take a piece of her bacon. Koa
slapped his reaching hand.
“Hands
off, scum bag,” Koa scolded as she hid a mischievous smile. “You didn’t even
ask.”
Halston’s
eyebrows drew in. “Geez,” he said, sitting back. “Someone’s moody today,” he
grumbled and motioned for the waitress.
Koa
folded her arms across her chest. “And someone’s late…” She loved to tease him.
That
perfect smile returned. It should have made her grimace. Instead, it did
exactly what he wanted it to do. It softened the lines in her face, making her
smile in return.
“I
apologize. Why couldn’t we meet somewhere familiar, like Lepicurien, or
something?”
Koa
shrugged. “Because I like it here. Don’t question a Parisian about their
bistros, Halston.”
“But you
don’t know how hard it is to get out here with all of the sheep in the streets
and whatnot. And you’re not really Parisian…you’re Korean. Right?”
Koa
huffed and folded her arms across her chest as she leaned back in her chair.
She was offended. She’d lived in Paris since she was a child. “I’ve lived here
long enough to be considered Parisian.”
Halston
swiped one of her macaroons and popped it into his mouth. “Pardon me, miss. You
will forgive me, right?”
Koa
rolled her eyes, but her smile widened without her permission. She could listen
to him just talk for hours. “Sure. This time.” She flicked her bangs out of her
eyes. “How could anyone resist that British accent?”
Halston
shrugged with a grin. “I suppose it has its perks.”
Koa
didn’t think Halston knew just how much it affected her. He could ask for
anything.
The tiny
waitress took his order. She made eyes at him as if Koa wasn’t sitting right
there. Koa shook her head. Good thing Halston wasn’t her boyfriend or husband;
she might have felt inclined towards jealousy. She put her elbows onto the
table and drank from her small latte.
Koa
rolled her eyes as Halston spoke in French. He told the waitress how she looked
like Audrey Tatou in Amelie and the girl practically swooned. He ordered and
the waitress stood there, as if waiting for him to continue. Halston smiled at
her and she blushed a deep rose color.
Koa
almost wished she could show her fangs to the waitress, and wipe that smile off
her cute little face, but she resisted. She would be good today. Leave it to
Koa to contemplate outing the entire vampire race to the poor, blissfully
ignorant, humans.
The
waitress sauntered off with a beaming smile. Halston turned his attention back
to Koa. She wondered if he knew that he’d just made that woman’s day.
“Why,
sir,” Koa mocked a British accent. She put the back of her hand across her
forehead and pretended to be one of the girls from her favorite Jane Austen
movies. She batted her eyelashes. “Aren’t you just the most charming, handsome
gentleman I’ve ever laid eyes on? I could just hand you my sweet innocence
right here on this table.” She burst out laughing and Halston made a face. It
was an odd smirk that showed he didn’t really think she was that funny.
“Don’t
try a British accent…ever again, Koa.” He shook his head as he chuckled to
himself.
“You can be so strange sometimes.”
Koa
shrugged. “So what. I thought you liked that about me.” She smiled and leaned
in, a twinkle in her eye. She loved to flirt with him above all things.
He
simply stared at her for a moment. His smile faded when he looked deep into her
eyes.
“You look tired,” he said with a curious frown.
Koa sat
back in her seat. Leave it to Halston to figure something was wrong within the
first five minutes of arriving. She was surprised he didn’t notice sooner.
Too busy
flirting with doe-eyed waitresses, she thought.
His gaze
roamed over the surroundings, checking for anything out of the ordinary. It was
ironic since the two of them were the only things out of the ordinary in that
place. Still, it was
Halston’s habit, and Koa had learned to do the same. He
was a great teacher.
Koa
looked up with an unamused look on her face. “Thanks,” she said sarcastically.
“That’s exactlywhat I needed to hear this early in the morning. You look as if
you just fell from Mount Olympus. Congratulations for making me feel like a
spotted monkey.”
Halston
sighed. His face turned serious. This was the face of her boss. He was no
longer playful. “Out with it. What happened?”
She
carefully sat her cup down before her and leaned in. “Syths. Two of them. Ugly
bastards, bathed in the stench of burnt coal.” She grimaced at the memory. “I’d
say they’d only been in our world a few hours.”
Halston’s
eyes widened. “What?” he whispered.
Koa
nodded. “They attacked me, Halston. In my house.” She tried to contain her
anger. She was still a bit shaken up by the whole ordeal the night before. She
was lucky to have Raven.
Without her Lyrinian sword, she didn’t know how she
would have survived.
He kept
his voice steady but there was an intense look in his eyes that Koa couldn’t
deny.
“Are you
sure?”
Koa
tilted her head, giving him a blank look. “Want to go check the graves I dug
for them? You know, just to be sure?”
Halston
let out a long breath.
“Give me
some credit. I may still be the new kid in the organization, but I think I know
my nephilim,” she said.
Halston
shook his head. “There have been more unusual deaths of children lately, namely
little girls. Bloodless corpses are scattered about in the middle of the
street.” Halston looked at her.
“I told you, Koa. I told you a long time ago.
You cannot stay there anymore.”
Koa
grinned then. She knew he would say that. She knew him too well.
He gave
her a curious look. “What are you smiling at? This is serious.”
Koa
laughed lightly and shook her head. “Nothing, Halston. Nothing at all.” She
drank some of
her coffee. She looked at it with a perplexed expression as
something dawned on her. “I thought you told me that the nephilim were locked
in the Netherworld. I thought they could not get free.”
The
Netherworld, the world of the nephilim, creatures of supernatural origin, had
been her main study since the death of her father. From all that she had
learned, they were not supposed to be able to come and go freely. There were
supposed to be rules and boundaries keeping the human world safe from those
creatures. Someone was deliberately breaking those rules.
Halston
shook his head. “I never said that. They can come and go as they please, if
they have permission.”
Koa sat
up straight. “Who can give them permission?” She grew serious. Nothing else
mattered. She wanted answers.
Halston
waved her to settle down. “Do not worry about it. Two Syths is nothing. They
are big, but they are quite dim-witted. It must have been an error. But, I
still want you to move.”
Koa
examined his face. Even if the Syths were dim-witted, they had found her home.
She couldn’t help but worry. Halston was hiding something. He fiddled with his
fork and looked down at the white and red tablecloth to avoid her stare.
Koa
nodded, but she would find out what it was, in her own way, in her own time.
She came to her feet. “Let’s say we go shopping for houses today, shall we?”
Halston
motioned to the table. “But, I haven’t gotten my order yet.”
Koa
pushed her plate towards him. His eyes went to the bacon that he had been
reaching for when he arrived. “I ordered for you already.” She winked at him.
“This was for you.”
His
mouth hung. “But...”
“I was
just teasing, Halston. Now, enough chatter. Wrap it up, and let’s go.”
~~~
Koa
wasn’t sure if it was the professional thing to do, but whenever she and Halston
weren’t on missions or working, he always reached for her hand when they were
walking together. Koa never protested, it was instinctual and her hand would
slide into his naturally. She didn’t care that they appeared to be a couple in
public.
Perhaps
that was Halston’s plan, another way of protecting her. Perhaps it meant more.
She could only dream that it did.
They
walked down the gray pavement and stopped before a newly developed high-rise.
Koa looked up into the sky. It was tall. She would be able to fly out whenever
she wanted, as long as no one was looking.
She
frowned. This is not going to work.
Her
father’s mansion was her home. How could she leave it? She still remembered
when he had come back for her and Raven. For years, Koa and her mother had lived
in a one room cottage in Daegu, South Korea.
Each day
Koa would look out their window and wait for this elusive father of hers to
return to the woman he had impregnated and the child he had held only once.
Raven had been confident that he loved them both, and that he would come back
for them, when the time was right. So, she would sit on the floor and spend the
entire morning cooking for the field workers while
Koa struggled to learn how
to hide her fangs and resist slaughtering the people of that village.
Being a
half-blood was hard. It was hard not having a vampire father around to teach
her how to curb her cravings. She could eat food, but each week, the blood lust
would hit her and she would be bedridden until Raven brought her blood from an
animal. Koa would never forget just how good a mother Raven had been, when she
was still human.
Koa
sighed, pushing the memory of her mother’s beautiful face away. It always stung
at her heart to remember such things. The curse had almost ruined them. Halston
had been the one to help them cope with the curse that had been put on her
mother. She gave Halston a sidelong glance and gave his hand a squeeze. He
raised a brow but didn’t question it.
“So,” he
asked. “What about this one?”
Koa
didn’t hesitate. She shook her head. “I don’t like it.” She motioned around
them. “There are too many people around. It’s not safe. People can be nosy, and
you know how I get when I’m hungry.”
Halston
sighed. He checked his watch. “I suppose you’re right. But Koa, I’m not going
to be able to find you another secluded manor in the countryside. Homes like
your father’s manor just aren’t practical. Sooner or later you’re going to have
to get used to being around people.
You can blend better than any vampire
because you can walk in the sun. You must get used to life with humans.”
Koa
frowned. “Come on Halston, I’ve watched Pride and Prejudice, Emma, Sense and
Sensibility, I know. Europe is made up of such things. Go to London and make
one of the lord’s move out.”
Halston
laughed. “Just because you’re a Jane Austen fan doesn’t make you an expert on
England, Koa.” He chuckled louder. “I don’t think that’s exactly how we want to
relocate you, by moving a lord out and eliciting a bunch of unwanted
attention.”
“Who
cares about unwanted attention?”
Halston’s
smile faded. “I do.”
She
sucked her teeth and folded her arms across her chest.
Halston
gently unfolded her arms. He brushed her bangs from her eyes. “You’re being
bratty
right now,” he told her softly.
Koa didn’t
say anything. She knew he was right. She hated that. Her tongue went dry. Her
stomach grumbled. She felt her energy start to deplete and sighed a long
agonizing sigh. The smell of blood everywhere filled her nostrils and made her
dizzy. She nearly stumbled and held onto Halston’s arm.
He held
her up. His voice was concerned. “The hunger?”
She
nodded and took a deep breath. “I need to get to Wryn Castle.”
Halston
frowned. “Are you sure? I can find you some animal blood.”
Koa
shook her head. “Not this time. I need human blood at least once a month, or
I’ll be too weak to defend myself.” She was tired of the taste of rabbit blood
anyway. She needed a delicious mouthful of warm human blood. Her fight with the
Syths the night before had drained her a lot sooner than usual. She and Halston
had developed a schedule for her feedings. The battle last night had thrown it
off.
He held
her hand and patted the back of it. “I’ll take you. I want to keep an eye on
you.”
Koa
shook her head. “No Halston, you cannot come. They don’t take kindly to your
kind.”
“And I
don’t take kindly to theirs either.”
Koa
looked up and gave him a coy smile. “But you like me, don’t you?”
Halston
let out a breath and looked away. “Of course I do, Koa. You’re not a typical
vampire
though. You’re humanity gives you hope.”
“Good…but
I must go alone.” Koa looked around to make sure no one was close enough to
hear her. She lowered her voice. “The Wryn are not bad vampires. They are the
best kind that we could ever hope for. At least they don’t kill people. I
swear, they are all registered and they follow the rules you’ve set.”
Halston
looked unsure but didn’t protest. Instead he watched her with curious eyes.
Koa
shifted, avoiding his gaze. She looked across the street at a couple having
wine at an outside table. Halston had no idea how much she wanted him to kiss
her whenever he gave her that icy blue look. It was a look of deep concern that
told her he truly cared about her.
Koa was
still fairly new to Halston’s organization, but she had been killing vampires
with him for a few years now. She knew how much he hated that she was about to
go to the castle of one of the oldest vampire clans in Europe.
Chapter
3
Blood
was like liquid chocolate. Koa savored the flavor and the euphoric rush. The
moment the warmness of it touched her tongue, her eyes closed in bliss. Colors
flashed behind her eyelids, and she moaned with delight. She couldn’t resist it
because it was necessary for her survival.
Blood
just happened to be delicious as well. She licked his neck clean with three
long strokes, leaving two small puncture holes. She was neat. She wiped her
mouth and her canines returned to normal. Her eyelids fluttered in delightful
bliss.
“Are you
done, Mistress?” Ian spoke to her in an almost timid voice, as if he didn’t
want her to be finished. He craved more. Koa rolled her eyes and crawled from
on top of him. He reached for her and she pushed his arms down by his head.
Koa
lowered her tone. “Did I tell you to speak?”
Ian
shook his head and she smiled. She enjoyed such dominance. It excited her that
such an attractive young man thought of her as a goddess.
“Good
boy.” She played with his hair and sighed. “I’m sorry, Ian, for being so rude.
I didn’t mean it.”
About the Author
K.N. Lee
is an American author who resides in North Carolina. She enjoys writing fantasy
and horror novels and short stories. She also writes poetry and does a great
deal of promoting other authors on her websites. When she is not cooking
traditional Asian meals for her friends, she travels the world and practices
foreign languages. She lives with her two dogs, Raven and Rocco.
You can find K.N. at any of these places, but I suggest all of them. She posts daily.
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