Paranormal YA Fantasy
For Kaeden Parish, life in Solace has always followed certain rules—everything makes sense, everything can be planned for, and everything is as it seems. Unfortunately, the secret harbored by his gorgeous, albeit guarded girlfriend is about to shatter all of that.
After a successful attack on his life opens his eyes to a world of war, shadows, and supernatural creatures—a world he didn’t plan for—Kaeden finds himself resembling the sort of monster he has always feared. As he desperately struggles to resist a new temptation, danger draws ever nearer, threatening the ones he loves most. A prophecy tells of a final battle and great destruction, and Kaeden must decide which side he is on, a choice that could mean the end of the world.
In Book 1 of the Solace Series, P.K. Gallagher pulls readers into a realm where good and evil are at war, and the outcome of it all rests on one young man’s decision to either go and live...or stay and die.
This is where the story of Parish begins.
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Excerpt!
Something clicked in Kaeden’s mind, and the pain instantly dulled. It had not physically abated, though; it was more like it just didn’t matter anymore. His eyesight, previously blurred by pain, sharpened, and he felt his canines extend as a single thought bloomed in his mind: not today.
His arm seemed to move of its own volition as he grasped the dryyd’s wrist and, in a single motion, extricated it from his chest and then twisted until a sharp snapping sound resounded. She yelped as he shoved her away, but that smile remained etched on her face.
“Ooh,” she said, voice laden with derision. “Scar-y.”
In the back of his mind, Kaeden was surprised when a growl made its way past his lips. It was an animalistic sound, but he found that there was something about the bestial nature of what was happening that pleased him. Something he held dear was being threatened, and he was protecting it in a way he’d never been able. Base as it was, he liked it. “I’ll show you scary.”
He charged the dryyd, but when she prepared to fend off Kaeden’s head-on attack, he slipped behind her and brought his knee up into the small of her back, simultaneously pulling back on her head so that she was folded nearly in half over his knee. Before any vertebrae could begin snapping, however, the dryyd flipped her legs over, executing a perfect summersault and kicking Kaeden in the face in the process, forcing him to release her. She stumbled away, robbing Kaeden of the chance to get a hold of her again. She was still smiling.
“The outcome here doesn’t matter,” she sang. “You lose regardless.”
Kaeden, remembering what Caleb had said about not listening to sadistic dryyds, didn’t respond. He feinted to the side, trying to create an opening, but she didn’t fall for it, and his follow up blow to her face merely glanced off. She laughed.
“We know who you are now,” she said unfazed. “We can easily find out what—and who—is important to you. The question isn’t whether you’ll win or lose; it’s how much you’ll lose in addition to your life. Maybe the people whose scents are clinging to you now? I’m be doing you a favor by killing you first. At least this way, you won’t see us rip out those people’s hearts. I understand it’s a very unpleasant thing for a loved one to witness.”
“Touch anyone in my family, and I’ll kill you all.” He was surprised to hear those words come out of his mouth. He hadn’t said them in an especially menacing way, but they hung icy and matter-of-fact in the air between them. They rang like a promise. He, Kaeden Parish, had just promised to kill someone. “Would you like to be first?”
