I know what I have to do. My mother explained it all.
I know now what a sperm donor is, and my so-called Earth-father is one. Or was one. He abandoned my mother as soon as he could have the chance. He climbed a tall, tall tree and disappeared. My mother believes he’s still alive. He has to be found if his soul is still existing. He must be destroyed. My mother believes he’s one of Death Heart’s pawns. Whoever this Death Heart is anyway. I heard he is the most evil of evils. And he’s supposed to be back with vengeance.
I am here with vengeance.
But now . . . now we lay my mother to rest. It’s my duty to take over the Creator’s kingdom and start a whole new storybook. I’m supposed to marry that loser, Eric. But I have other plans.
And Bianca’s gullible. She thinks I like her. Her man, Sigor, is smoking hot. What kind of man in this world doesn’t like silvery blonde hair?
Yara is an airy faerie-ditz, and LaChandra is trapped. I somehow think I can pull Aleuzia onto my side, though.
Yes, my side.
I have so much power splurging in my veins it takes all my energy to keep it from escaping my fingertips. I close my eyes and sleep.