Crystallum (Primordial Principles #1)
Kadence Sparrow wasn’t born a devil’s child—she was turned into one. Now, she’s hiding from the truth, and running for her life.
For years, Kade’s true nature has lurked behind an illusion, so when her dad gets another job transfer, she knows the drill: no close friends, no boyfriends, and most importantly: don’t expose what she is. Ever. Keeping secrets is easy. Lies are second nature. So is the loneliness—and the fear, but when the Shadows attack, and Kade meets Cole Spires, she could expose everything she’s trying to hide.
As one of the Celestial Children, Cole lives by an oath: defend the Ward, protect the Primordial race, guard the gateways, and stick to his own. Everything else is a distraction, and besides, he’s lost enough. Cole’s job is clear, and no one his age does it better. So, when he meets Kade in a club downtown, he assumes she just wants his attention. Most girls do, but Cole soon realizes … Kade isn’t like most girls.
The children of heaven and hell are living among us, fighting an age-old war. And falling for someone from the opposition is not an option. But a chance encounter between Kade and Cole will blur the rules, as Kade’s journey to keep her truth hidden catapults them together and into a web of lies, forcing her to not only face the demon inside her, but to answer the hardest question of all.
Which is thicker—blood or water?
“A little bird, with plumage brown,Beside my winder flutters down,A moment chirps its little strain,Ten tape upon my window pane,And chirps again, and hops along,To call my notice to its song;But I work on, nor heed its lay,Till, in neglect, it flies away.So birds of peace and hope and loveCome fluttering earthward from above,To settle on life’s window-sills.And ease our lose of earthly ills;But we, in traffic’s rush and dinToo deep engaged to let them inWith deadened heart and sense plod on,Nor know our loss till they are gone.” – Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906)
“He’s never wanted to protect someone as much as he wanted to protect her, but he needed to get thought out of his head. She wasn’t his to protect and never would be.”
“This incredibly beautiful guy who practically exuded heat and arrogance was in truth, tender and sweet, and nervous. She smiled wider. Like an idiot.”