Prophecy Of The Female Warrior: The Nephilim Warrior Series book 1
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Anna Wilkins is a prototypical housewife. She buys groceries, picks up the dry cleaning and hosts dinner parties. Everything was picture perfect from the outside looking in until the life she was born to live collided with the life she was living. Her husband is murdered by a creature from another realm, a creature that is only visible to her. Through her pain, his death awakens a part of her she didn't know existed. She is then thrust into a life of Vampires, Werewolves and Sexy Nephilim Warriors. Drawn to her by a bond as old as their race, a Nephilim Warrior finds Anna at her darkest hour and seeks to arouse what lies dormant within her. The scorching sexual attraction she and the Warrior feel for one another may be beyond anything either of them can control...
felt normal, but being a part of a super human race just doesn’t quite describe me.” He seemed to relax a little. I guess he was glad I didn’t freak out again. “You have some ability. We must nourish our bodies and minds with sustenance from our lands to keep ourselves at our maximum potential. You were only able to hear my thoughts after you drank the water from our lands. You wouldn’t have been able to knock me down, even if I had been caught off guard, without the strength you received from
wondered was, would he kill me in the process? “You will train with Torch every day. He will instruct you in combat drills, a variant of modified swordsmanship, along with defense training. Shall we?” Eli pulled my chair back, and I got up. I guess it was time to learn how to kick some yetzer hara ass. I followed Torch as he led me to the gym with Eli at my side. On our way, we passed the war room where a warrior in the room took notice of us. He halted us by stepping out in front of me. The
happens I have a message for both of you.” I pivoted on the balls of my feet and hurled a dagger at it, catching it in the side of its neck. The yetzer hara reached up and tried to yank it away, but I attacked it first, kicking it in the stomach. Holding its head in with my blade at its neck, I gritted out, “Never mess with anyone that I love. Enjoy your trip to hell, you sick freak!” I sliced through its neck and then there was only the oily slime left, spilt all over me. Being so focused on
a grip on things.” I was suddenly furious. “I’m not insane, Dan! Something killed Joe and now it’s after me! It was in my backyard the other night! I keep sensing it everywhere I go!” My voice rose to a hysterical level. I was beginning to attract attention. “I don’t think you’re insane, sweetheart, I just hoped that…” “Hey y'all!” We were interrupted by an unusually chipper Christy. She was walking over to us, her arms loaded with shopping bags. Taking notice of my bare feet, she turned her
survival,” he spoke sternly. I stepped away and stared at him for a moment. The whole display suddenly struck me as funny, and I started laughing. It was the first time I had laughed in over a month and it felt fantastic. Was this guy for real? I mean seriously, who says stuff like that? It was like something out of a cheesy movie or a romance novel. He looked shocked by my response, maybe even a little insulted, so I attempted to pull myself together. “Is this some kind of joke?” I asked,