THE DARKTIME ISN’T OVER.
A black panther shifter with a scarred heart...
Jace Jones, a Baltimore earth fada lieutenant, lost nearly his entire family in the clan war known as the Darktime. Scarred by the deaths, he pours his soul into rebuilding the clan. The only person who has a claim on his heart is his niece. Then an attack by a night fae leaves him dying on a human’s doorstep…
A gutsy waitress trying to hold onto her dreams...
Tough, edgy Evie Morningstar is doing her best to raise a teenage brother on a waitress’s pay while taking classes toward a nursing degree. She has no time for men—until the sexy shifter is stabbed just steps from her house. After Evie saves Jace's life, the two take the first, tentative steps toward a happily ever after—only to find both Evie and her brother have been drawn into the fada’s dangerous world.
And the Darktime isn't over...
NOTE: Saving Jace is the start of the Darktime Trilogy featuring the Baltimore Earth Fada Clan.
EXCERPT FROM SAVING JACE:
Someone was watching her. Evie gripped her keys and glanced around.
Across the alley, a pair of luminous green eyes stared at her from the shadows.
Her heart kicked into a gallop. “Jace? Is that you?”
Please let it be him.
He stepped out of the shadows. She blew out a breath. It was Jace.
He crossed the alley in a few long, loose strides. An atavistic tremor went down her spine. This was the real Jace—and he was nothing like the injured, feverish victim of last week. No, this man was dark. Powerful. Raw-boned. A panther in a T-shirt and jeans.
She squared her shoulders and lifted her chin, because damn it, she’d saved the man’s life. She refused to let him spook her.
He stopped a few feet away. “Hello, Evie.”
He was bigger than she remembered, but then, last week he’d been hunched over nursing his injuries. Now she realized he was a good half foot taller than her with the lean, hard build of a soldier. Another shiver went down her spine—but this one had nothing to do with fear.
Shapeshifters created during Dionysus’s infamous bacchanals.
They’re dark, ruthless, untamed—and when they love, it’s forever.