Winner of Best New Story of the Year 2017. The Haven High Series:
Book 1: Enlightened;
Book 2: Addicted;
Book 3: Despaired;
Book 4: Protected;
Book 5: Abducted;
Book 6: Betrayed;
Book 7: Beloved;
Book 8: Transformed;
Book 9: Ascended.
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Donnie went back to school on Monday having spent an awkward Sunday with Kelly. She had come with him to school yesterday but she had made sure once they were surrounded by the protective walls of the school she was anywhere he wasn't.
At the end of the day when he'd ported back to her apartment he found a sandwich for him in the protective circle with a note that read: 'I'm sleeping on the couch meow if you need me'.
He'd eaten the sandwich and drank the glass of milk but it stuck in his throat going down. All he wanted to do was make things right, but he knew if he tried to force it, it might drive a wedge between them for good.
He hoped Kyle could help him think of something that would make her truly happy. He knew his gift only worked on giving the person he touched what he or she wanted but, that's all he truly wanted in life right now. So it should work.
He intended on asking him at lunch if he could help. He spent his morning classes not paying much attention. He didn't do very well in school. He had a significant case of what his previous school had thought was ADD, but what he knew now had everything to do with his inherited magical traits.
His attention span sucked. He could be distracted by the littlest thing. And then at other times he would become hyper focused on something else and inevitably he would be lost sometimes for the entire class. Literally the bell for the next class would ring and it would be like someone woke him from a deep sleep or trance like state, and then he'd realize he'd missed out on everything the teacher had said.
He knew for a fact that was a cat thing. Since getting to know his younger and older cousins, the only Cait's he'd ever met, he'd witnessed this behavior in them as well which made him wonder if his human side ever stood a chance. Was he always mostly Cait?
When the bell rang he woke from his reverie to realize he'd done it AGAIN.
Grabbing his books off the table he headed for his locker to put them away and made his way to the cafeteria. On the way there he ran into Kyle and quickly pulled him aside.
The tall blonde Norse demigod of prosperity and wealth-bestowal complained noisily. He and Travis were being raised in a raw vegan household and heaven forbid anyone get in their way of crappy food. They lived for the stuff and the school cafeteria was one of their main sources of sustenance.
"Ahhh . . . Brah can't you talk while we eat?"Kyle looked over Donnie's shoulder anxiously watching the other kids being served Monday's special.
"No sorry it is private. I must ask you away from the others." Donnie explained.
"Okay ask it quick, I want to catch up with Trav if I'm with him Gladys always gives me more too."
Donnie thought he'd better make it quick Kyle was almost dancing now. He was bouncing back and forth from foot to foot which made him wonder if Kyle's foster parents were starving the two halfbloods, but probably not, he'd met them before and they seemed nice enough . . .
