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Copyright L.A. McGinnis 2023 All rights reserved Editor: Chris Hall: The Editing Hall Cover Design: Janus Designs All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced, or distributed in any printed or electronic form or by any means, without express permission from the author or publisher. Please do not participate or encourage piracy of copyrighted materials in violation of the author’s rights. Please contact the author for any use in a review. PUBLISHER’S NOTE: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are fictitious, and any resemblance to actual persons, either living or dead, including businesses, companies, events or locales is purely coincidental. ISBN-13: 978-1-970112-56-6 Published in the United States of America by Fools Journey Press, 2023 Please visit my website at www.lamcginnis.com CONTENTS NIGHT MARKED L.A. McGinnis Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42 Chapter 43 Chapter 44 Chapter 45 Chapter 46 Chapter 47 Chapter 48 Chapter 49 SHADOW BOUND L.A. McGinnis Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42 Chapter 43 Chapter 44 Chapter 45 Chapter 46 Chapter 47 Chapter 48 Chapter 49 Chapter 50 Chapter 51 Epilogue LOST KINGDOM L.A. McGinnis Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42 Chapter 43 Chapter 44 Chapter 45 Chapter 46 Chapter 47 Chapter 48 Chapter 49 Epilogue IRON QUEEN L.A. McGinnis Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42 Chapter 43 If standing up for yourself means burning bridges, I have matches. We ride at dawn. - Seraphina Marvelle 1 SERAPHINA Ten minutes ago, my life at Tulane U had been nearly perfect. But right now, ten minutes seemed like ten years. One second, I’d been walking home from a late class and the next… I saw a strange man watching me from the sidewalk of a darkened art gallery. We were the only two people out in this weather, and despite my best intentions, our eyes met as I passed him. There was something wrong about him. His face, dead white. His eyes glowed red. How is that even possible? My brain stuttered while ice trickled down my spine. My brain might be on slow-mo, but my feet were already moving as I took off down Royal Street. Sprinting for my apartment, the same never-ending litany looped in my head. Am I fast enough? Is he faster? Keep going, Seraphina, stop freaking out. I’d run from danger before, but never had it been this close. Never had I felt this threatened, like a mad dog staring down a shotgun barrel. A quick glance, and he’d vanished from the sidewalk. I looked wildly around and caught a blur out of the corner of my eye. No, check that, he’s moving too. My pounding footsteps echoed against the empty storefronts, closed up because this was the off-season, and there’s no sense in staying open if the tourists are gone. His footsteps were nearly silent, but they’re there. And he was closing on me. I pushed myself harder, thighs burning. Being chased must be like a heart attack. You know what’s happening, but you can’t stop it. You only hope you survive. By now I was soaked, and water poured off my hair into my eyes, cutting off my vision. I veered left, slammed into the side of a parked car, then kept going. A final burst of adrenaline rose, then fizzled, and my legs went weak and rubbery, instead of strong and reliable like I needed them to be. Another panicked glance sent my heart pounding. I was too slow—he was right on my heels, but I was almost there. Home was less than a block away; I saw the lights of my apartment building through the trees. Then he appeared right in front of me, blocking my way while my brain and my feet tripped