Venus Falling (Immortals, #1) By RaShelle Workman
Publication date: May 1, 2019
Buy Link: Amazon
Genres: Adult, Fantasy, Science Fiction
Summary:
“Roswell meets The Vampire Diaries in this mashup! Romance. Betrayal. A hot vampire kissing an alien princess?!
Be swept away to the wiles of Wyoming and then to the stars in this seriously entertaining, twisted, science fiction/fantasy series.” ~
Betrayal sucks! I should know. On my sixteenth birthday, it was my destiny to become immortal and the next queen of my home planet, Kelari. Instead I was betrayed and sent to Earth where I was given a choice by the gods. Suffocate and die by Earth’s atmosphere or help a human find his soulmate.
Of course, I chose the latter. The decree sounded easy enough until I met the guy. Michael is gorgeous; I’ll give him that. But he’s also an arrogant jerk! No one could possibly love him—least of all me.
But Michael is the least of my problems. There’s a hot vampire after me, determined to make me like him. He’s hard to resist, especially when he’s kissing me. Not to mention a government group whose sole purpose is to hunt beings from other worlds. They’ve found out about my unearthly identity, and despite my human appearance, they are intent on capturing and dissecting me like some kind of a lab experiment.
Thankfully my guardian Zaren followed me to this planet. He’s sworn to protect me. He’s done so my entire life. At least he’s supposed to. But Earth is different than Kelari in more ways than one, and the planet is affecting me like neither of us expected. I don’t think he counted on keeping me safe from my own traitorous heart.
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EXCERPT:
PROLOGUE
When Worlds Collide
Christopher stood on the outskirs of Snow White’s house. He wouldn’t go in. Doing so would cause a hassle he wasn’t ready for. And neither was Snow. Soon though. He leaned against the enormous tree in her front yard, watching the changing leaves fall like colorful rain. Above, the stars twinkled in the clear night sky, as though it had no inkling of the grim trouble on the horizon.
Christopher sighed, pushing his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. He had come to Snow’s house for one reason. To get his head right. He had plans for Snow. Big plans. Traitorous plans. But for now, he’d been tasked with handling an impending problem of intergalactic proportions.