The world fell… And when it did, it fell slowly. The vaccine meant to save humanity? Well, it only killed us… And those who didn’t get killed… Well, they were turned into something else. Something much less human and much more carnal. There were few who survived the jab, but those who did do not speak of it.

One man, The Admiral, changed the course of the new world. Dividing the remaining survivor colonies into Sectors 1 through 50. He controls them all. His Generals control their Sectors, and he controls the Generals.

All except Sector 7. The Admiral has taken this Sector over to run on his own. But something is different about Sector 7. His militia, which he has dubbed, The Order, are the perfect soldiers. They act on command, stand at attention until an order is given, never break their posture, never break their poise. They are the perfect mercenaries, the perfect puppets… But how?

Rumor says The Admiral is so ruthless and devoid of emotion that absolute and utter fear is the cause. Some say it’s sheer loyalty to him and his cause. Others say it’s mind control… But what do you do when the only mind you want to control, you can’t? And that mind is your own?

But you can only lie so much before someone figures out the truth… When secrets are revealed The Admiral's life will change forever, but can he withstand and adapt as he has always done? Or will these revelations prove to be the final straw, the one that finally that breaks him for good? Can he survive this, or will he become lost within the confines of his own broken mind?

Follow our anti-hero as he fights for loyalty, respect, freedom, life, love… And the opportunity to finally be understood. 

I've always been different than the other kids. This is not a secret. With my platinum hair and bright icy blue eyes, I look nothing like my mother. She says I look like my father, Asher, but she refuses to talk about him. I don't know if he's dead, or alive… Or if he even knows I exist… That alone is enough to make a girl have daddy issues.

School at Obsidian is hell. There is one boy that has the same eyes and hair as me… Talus, Alpha Drake's son. He's insufferable to say the least. He always has been, ever since we were kids. He's always picked on me and called me names. Slams my locker shut when he walks by, knocks my lunch tray out of my hands, makes fun of my outfits. He even made fun of my hair and his hair is the same damn color! Even 21 years later he still finds way to torment me. 

Ignore the fact that he's literally the most attractive man I have ever laid my eyes on… An ugly personality, paired with a black soul makes you ugly, even if you are ethereal on the outside. Talus will never be anything in my eyes but a very dark and unkind person. Even if he apologized to me right now, I would laugh at him and walk away. He doesn’t deserve my forgiveness, and I would  never give it to him. 

I hate him… I hate him more than anyone in this entire world. I can’t wait until I turn 21 in a week. I'm leaving this pack, and I will never have to see the insufferable Alpha's son, ever again.  I will admit that it wsa difficult going to school for my last week… Why do we have to go until we are 21 anyways?? Who's stupid idea was that? I would so much rather be outside playing in the snow than stuck in this fucking prison. 

Mid week I start to realize that Talus isn’t being his usual self. He hasn't bothered me at all, and I'm starting to wonder if he's ok. Not that I care… But in 21 years he's never missed an opportunity to terrorize me… Yet earlier in the week he opened the school gates for me… Maybe he decided to be nice since my birthday is on Friday? I don’t know and I don't care. 

But when I see him in the halls Friday morning, time stands completely still for both of us. It feels like ice shatters, surrounding me an unhinged panic as I realize that the God's have different plans for both of us… Rating 18+ for graphic sexual content, language, violence, bullying, and sexual dominance. (This is Book 3 in Obsidian, the spin off of The Reaver Chronicles Series)  

I've always wondered what happens when you die. With as many bloodsuckers as I've sent to their grave, these thoughts tend to cross my mind. Never did I think, in a million years, that I would find out the answer so soon… Death was easy, In fact, I didn’t even know it happened. But when The Academy confirmed it and then told me that a Vampire couldn't be a Hunter…. It shattered me… being stripped of the title I've worked so hard my entire life for, was devastating.

I never realized just how much I counted on The Academy. You take things for granted when suddenly they are no longer at your aid. I could no longer check in at any location, in any city, and have a plethora of my personal things provided for me. I could no longer collect a paycheck for a contract… I could no longer accept a contract… I literally have only the dress I'm wearing, my car, and my knife…

Revenge, that is what weighed heavily on my mind. And not the revenge I had been so hellbent on seeking my entire life, no… This was much different. Max, he had to be down here with me. I know I took him out before I died, and I am going to find him and end his miserable life, once again. Rumor has it that when you kill someone in the Afterlife, they go into the nothing, and cease to exist. That is exactly where I plan to put Max, that is, if he doesn't get to me first.

I would be naïve to believe that he isn’t just as pissed as I am.  This is only my first priority… I did hear a promising rumor… They say that eons ago, someone managed to escape the Afterlife and return back home… I plan to be the second person ever to achieve this. I will treat Max like a contract kill, and once I get my checkmate I'm going home. Nothing in the Afterlife is going to stop me from getting back to Damien.

I don’t care what it takes… I will kill anyone and everyone that tries to get in my way… I don’t even care if I have to burn this entire place to the fucking ground… I will make my way back home. Rating 18+ for graphic sexual content, language, murder, trauma responses, and sexual dominance.