Invisible by Sariah Skye - Book Tour + Giveaway
Invisible
The Curse of Avalon Book 1
The Curse of Avalon Book 1
by Sariah Skye
Genre:
Paranormal RH Romance
Paranormal RH Romance
My name is Ava Dawson. Ever since I was young, I have had this strange
“gift” of invisibility. I can’t explain it, nor can I always
control it. It affects my work, my personal life, dating—all but my
mother and best friend seem to be affected. No matter what I do, I
seem to always be forgotten.
“gift” of invisibility. I can’t explain it, nor can I always
control it. It affects my work, my personal life, dating—all but my
mother and best friend seem to be affected. No matter what I do, I
seem to always be forgotten.
Until I meet these gorgeous guys during a girls’ night out, and there’s
something strangely alluring about them. An ancient curse brings us
together, while a group of supernatural “Collectors” is
threatening to tear us apart. They’re targeting people with special
abilities like mine, and all four men have taken it upon themselves
to protect me. But with their complicated pasts, I can’t help but
feel protective of them, too. I’m trying not to get in over my
head, with these men, and the magic.
something strangely alluring about them. An ancient curse brings us
together, while a group of supernatural “Collectors” is
threatening to tear us apart. They’re targeting people with special
abilities like mine, and all four men have taken it upon themselves
to protect me. But with their complicated pasts, I can’t help but
feel protective of them, too. I’m trying not to get in over my
head, with these men, and the magic.
But I have to admit, It’s nice to be seen after years of being invisible.
*Author's Note: this book is 'reverse harem;' meaning, one woman, multiple love
interests. This series is meant for readers 18+ only
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My eyes widened, half expecting him to take out a gun or some sort
of weird supernatural gadget that would vaporize me. Thankfully, he only
produced a business card. He crossed the room with a single stride of his long
legs and handed it to me. “Ava, you’re obviously a smart and strong woman. You
need to figure out if you can trust what I said or not, but I think if you
think about it, you’ll understand I’m telling the truth. And if you have some
sort of latent abilities, leaving them unchecked is dangerous. If you are what
I think you are—well…”
I lifted a brow. “And what do you think I am?”
He sighed thoughtfully, as if debating something. Then he asked me
something very surprising. “What do you know about your father? Are you close
to him?”
I blinked, taken aback. Wanting to say something snarky, but I
couldn’t. The subject had always been raw with me, despite how I respected my
mother’s wishes to not ask more about him. “I don’t have one. I’ve never met
him.”
He nodded slowly. “Uh-huh. What does your mother know about him?”
I shrugged, looking away so he couldn’t see the pain in my eyes.
“Not much. Apparently, I’m the product of a one-night stand.”
Mathias was quiet. “And, she never married after that?”
“No.”
Mathias raised an eyebrow. “See where I’m going with this?”
I glared. “No, I don’t think I do.”
Mathias shook his head with a grin. “Products of a joining between
a human and an incubus are extremely rare, though the chance increases if the
human isn’t fully human. Even still, it’s incredibly rare. Very rare.”
I stayed thoughtfully silent.
She could become obsessed with one of us, and be unable to find
her own love.
Mathias’ words rang over and over again in my mind as he stood
there, flicking the little card in between his fingers; as if waiting for me to
have a revelation.
“So…” I finally said after a few moment of stun. “What would that
make me?”
“If you are what I think you are, you could be pretty powerful
indeed and very valuable to many out there who could use you for something…
insidious,” he said, his tone hushed.
“What am I?”
“I think you’re a cambion. The child of a human and an incubus.
Usually that joining triggers something in the human genetics, and can give you
some interesting abilities. But if you don’t know how to use them, they can
come out in odd ways,” he explained calmly.
I nodded slowly. “Yeah. I see…” I trailed off.
Mathias stood before me, and knelt to my eye level. He reached for
my hand, gently. I tried to pull away, but I found I didn’t really want to. I
wanted to reject everything this man—this mystery was saying. But his earnest,
warm brown eyes made it very difficult.
He held my hand between his as his eyes searched mine. I swear I
thought I saw his turn colors; from a light brown hazel to a dark brown, but I
had to be seeing things. Right?
“Ava, if you are what I think you are, you could be in danger.” He
slipped the card into my hand, and closed my fingers around it. “But you have
to decide you want help; I’m not going to force you. I’ll keep checking on you
every now and then—myself or Trystan, Sebastian or Xander will. Because if
anyone finds out about what you are... it could be very dangerous.”
I didn’t speak; I just clutched the card in my hands. He patted my
fingers and stood, stepping towards the door. “Our contact information is on
that card, if you decide you want help. We’ll be there for you, any time. Day
or night.”
He took one more glance at me before he left, offering a smile
before he disappeared
Sariah Skye physically resides in southern Minnesota with her husband, two
kids and a dog (so really...3 children) but mentally her head is in
the clouds dreaming of anything that doesn't require adulting.
kids and a dog (so really...3 children) but mentally her head is in
the clouds dreaming of anything that doesn't require adulting.
When not writing she's probably geeking out watching Star Trek, playing
World of Warcraft, reading yet another fantasy book or staying up way
too late. She'd love it if you dropped her a line at Facebook or
Twitter but be prepared...she's a nictofiliac so be patient for a
response while her eyes adjust to the light of day and beware of
sarcasm. It helps to throw her chocolate or glitter first before
engaging. Wine is also acceptable...but not to throw. Hand it over gently.
World of Warcraft, reading yet another fantasy book or staying up way
too late. She'd love it if you dropped her a line at Facebook or
Twitter but be prepared...she's a nictofiliac so be patient for a
response while her eyes adjust to the light of day and beware of
sarcasm. It helps to throw her chocolate or glitter first before
engaging. Wine is also acceptable...but not to throw. Hand it over gently.
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