Who do you trust when betrayal threatens everything you hold dear? You can find out in FLAME, the Ragnarok Prophesies Book 3, coming October 28, 2020!
FLAME: The Ragnarok Prophesies #3
Who do you trust when betrayal threatens to destroy everything you hold dear?
When Arionna Jacobs fled town in a desperate bid to save Dace Matthews, she never expected the chaos she would leave in her wake. Now her closest friend is dead, and another is missing, forcing Ari to return to face the devastating consequences of her actions and the broken boy she left behind.
Her problems are only just beginning.
Even as her bond with Dace grows stronger, Arionna finds herself weakening when Freki's cage shatters. Fighting the wolf for control is tearing her apart piece by piece. And at every turn, she finds that those she's put her faith in aren't who they seem, bringing her face to face with Sköll and Hati. As the depth of their betrayal is revealed, Freki spirals out of control, and Arionna must face her greatest fear: losing herself to the fierce wolf within.
The world balances on the edge of a blade, and one wrong move will destroy it all.
With few allies she can trust and little choice left, Arionna must decide between the lives of her friends and her own future with the alpha she loves. Will she be able to stand firm for the sake of the world, or will she falter in the face of defeat?
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I broke off mid-question as a bright light hit me through the passenger side window, startling me. Ronan flinched in his sleep as he instinctively cringed away from the light.
"What is that?" I muttered, blinking against the harsh brightness. And then I gasped, the source coming into focus. A large truck barreled onto the highway from the service road, the roar of the engine loud in the silence inside of the Yukon. The tires bounced as the vehicle hopped from the grassy median onto the roadway.
A loud squeal of brakes sounded, followed by the blare of a horn as the vehicle behind us screeched to a halt. The truck didn't even attempt to stop, instead aiming directly for us.
A startled yelp burst from my lips as Ronan grabbed the steering wheel, yanking hard to the left. Fuki howled from behind us as if he sensed the danger I was only beginning to grasp.
"Oh, my God!" I screamed in terror as the Yukon swerved sharply into the fast lane.
Freki surged forward, Dace and Geri bursting into my head half a second before the truck slammed into the Yukon. The impact threw me into the driver's side window. A cry of pain burst from my lips as my head cracked against the glass before the momentum threw me forward. My seatbelt slammed me back against the seat.
I watched through black spots and a haze of terror as the ground came rushing up toward us with blinding speed. Screeches and roars sounded throughout the vehicle as it flipped once, and then again. Glass shattered around me, showering me with sharp pieces.
A loud, pained whimper sounded from Fuki.
Ronan cursed loudly from beside me, but I couldn't see him. I couldn't see anything as the SUV stopped as suddenly as it started flipping, grinding to a halt.
My hair hung in my face, the seatbelt digging into my shoulder.
We were upside down.
Blood rushed in my ears in a roar of sound, my heart hammering against my ribcage.
Arionna! Dace cried, sounding panicked.
Geri roared but didn't fight against Dace, trying to get to me. Surprisingly, Freki didn't try to take control of me, either. I think she was stunned, as caught off guard by the accident as me.
Was Fuki okay?
I tried to lift my head to check on them, but blood dripped into my eyes and hair, blinding me. I reached for the seatbelt, crying out when a shard of glass sliced into my arm. Biting my tongue, I kept going, fumbling for the latch.
"Ari, run," Ronan groaned from beside me.
My fingers closed around the latch.
"Oh!" I cried out as I dropped from the seat, landing hard on my shoulder in the broken glass and twisted metal wreckage of the SUV. Inching my way toward the window, I managed to begin wriggling out, biting back cries of pain as the movements jostled me. I didn't think I was seriously injured, but every inch of my body hurt, far worse than it had earlier in the day. Blood oozed down my face from a gash over my temple. Every breath I took burned where the seatbelt had bruised my chest.
"Ari, you have to run," Ronan said again, wheezing.
I stopped moving and glanced over at him to see blood dripping into his hair from a cut over his right eye. He looked bad, bloodied and battered. His arm was pinned between his head and the mangled roof of the SUV bent at an odd angle. A piece of glass stuck out of his side, embedded there. His dark eyes were focused on me, calm acceptance crystal clear in the depths.
"Fuki?" I called for the little wolf, my voice shaking.
Arionna, listen to him. You've got to run, Dace urged.
His fear cut like a knife inside my skull, sharp and insistent. Coupled with the look in Ronan's eyes, the emotion broke through my confusion better than anything else could have done. I didn't argue. I didn't ask any more questions. I shoved myself the rest of the way through the window, crying out when the asphalt scraped across my palm.
Grasping onto the wreckage of the Yukon, I dragged myself to my feet, fighting the urge to sink to the ground and whimper like a little girl at the blinding pain. My head swam, black spots blotting out the world around me. Someone shouted in the darkness, yelling words that didn't make sense to me. Nothing made much sense.
Run, love, Dace said again, his voice full of urgency. Please run. Hide in the woods and wait for me.
Dace, it hurts, I whimpered, stumbling away from the wreckage. I tried to listen to him, to run as he demanded, but the stabbing sensation in my temple sent a wave of nausea rolling through me. Something's wrong, I tried to tell him, but I couldn't get the thought to fully form through the haze.
My head hurt. God, it hurt so bad.
I'm coming, love. I promise, I'm coming for you, but you need to run right now.
Relief rushed through me at his promise. I turned to run, but my legs buckled.
Strong arms went around me, catching me before I hit the ground.
Need to catch up on this bestselling upper YA series?! You can grab FADE and FALL below!
FADE: The Ragnarok Prophesies: Book 1
She's a college student grieving for her mother. He's a teaching assistant torn in two by the feral wolf sharing his mind. Together, they're Odin's last hope for the world…but they have no clue who they are or what's coming for them.
When nineteen-year-old Arionna Jacobs meets Dace Matthews at her new college, she quickly learns there's more to him than meets the eye. They're drawn together in ways that defy description, leaving them questioning everything they thought they knew. More importantly, he and his wolf have intimate access to her mind for reasons neither of them understands, and something inside her fights to rise to the surface.
As Arionna and Dace struggle to discover who they are to one another, things quickly go from bad to worse. A mutual friend is brutally murdered, her dangerous boyfriend is lurking in the shadows, and Arionna's dreams warn her that something deadly is on the horizon.
With the help of Dace's shapeshifters, the gray wolves lurking in the woods around the town, and their human friends, Dace and Arionna will fight through hell to uncover the terrifying truth. What they find will change their lives forever.
An ancient Norse prophecy of destruction has begun…and they are all that stand between the world and those called forth to end it.
Can they figure out who they are and what they're destined to do, or will they be forced to watch the people they care about die?
FALL: The Ragnarok Prophesies: Book 2
How do you save someone who doesn't want to be saved?
Those called to stand guard against the end are broken, and Sköll and Hati run free. Now Arionna Jacobs and Dace Matthews face a threat unlike any before. Ragnarök is coming and they aren't strong enough to stop it.
Arionna thought she understood sacrifice, but she never counted on her destiny tearing Dace apart. Ever since she nearly died, he has been consumed with guilt. Now it threatens to turn him into the monster he always feared.
It's up to Arionna to stop him before it's too late, but the path to hell is paved with good intentions, and Dace is hurtling toward self-destruction. This time, Arionna isn't sure she can save him from himself.
Can she convince him to let the past go, or is her true destiny to sacrifice her heart in exchange for the lives of the people she loves?