After the strangest summer of their lives, Nate and Larissa prepare to face their biggest challenge yet: High school.
With jocks that seem intent on making Nate’s life miserable, the reappearance of the mysterious green-haired shifter (now with new and improved blue hair), and Charlie, the new girl, who affects Nate in the weirdest way, it’s shaping up to be a doozy!
Greendale High isn't the only place in turmoil; Panteria is dying and only the Pantera twins can save it. Will Nate to return to the world that he has sworn to hate before it’s too late?
L. M. Davis loves great storytelling. She needs nothing more than a good book and a comfy chair to be happy. She was born in the south, raised in the north, and has several English degrees under her belt. She currently lives in Atlanta and is contemplating getting a cat. It will probably be black. The first two books of her Shifters Novel series, Interlopers and Posers, are available now.
At the same time, Charlie is really strong. Her mother is training her to be the ultimate weapon and Charlie is learning those lessons well.
The question is: will that physical strength translate into strength of character or will Charlie always be at the mercy of her domineering mother?
She raised the sword above her and, leaping
through the air, brought it down towards her mother’s head.
The white metal of the blade glinted in the light of the setting
sun as it slashed through the air with deadly force. She used
the light, hoping that it would impair her mother’s ability to
counter her attack.
At the last moment, Blanche raised her blade,
and the clang of their weapon’s clashing against each other jarred
Charlie as her feet touched the ground. The force of her
mother’s upward strike knocked her off balance and she rolled
backwards, holding her sword out to her side as she tried to
Instantly, in a rush of blinding fury, the older
woman came after her. Her blade moved through the air with
such blinding speed that the only way that Charlie could follow its
movements was by listening for the noise the sword made as it
sliced the air. She countered each of the strikes,
clenching her jaw against the teeth rattling impact of her mother’s
As Blanche rained blow after blow down on
her, Charlie watched for her opening, knowing that the fight would
continue until she landed a blow. Then she saw her
opportunity. With her arms raised high above her head,
Blanche left her middle wide open for just a
millisecond. As the next blow came, Charlie slashed at
her mother’s torso. But her heart was not in it and her blade
met air as her mother easily dodged the lackluster strike.
Even knowing her mother would be relentless until wounded, she
hesitated. She did not want to hurt her mother with the
Blanche, however, had no such qualms. She
whirled around the tip of blade, and brought her own sword down to
slice Charlie’s arm. The sword cut deep this time, punishment
for her feeble effort, and the bite of silver burned her skin and
muscle. She shuddered at the sensation, but gave no other
reaction to the terrible pain. To cry out would only earn her
more vicious penalties.