"Stunning, fierce, and surprising...Emma Raveling is a spectacular storyteller." - Word Spelunking
"Every word felt like it had been placed on the page with care, with purpose...and with a dash of magic." - 21st Century Once Upon A Time
"An action-packed, emotional rollercoaster ride of a read that will grip you from the very beginning and leave you begging for more." - Paromantasy
"Exhilarating, suspenseful, and thrilling...engaging scenes that leave you sitting on the edge of your seat." - Book Passion for Life
An Impossible War. An Explosive Magic. An Inescapable Destiny.
- The World of Water Elementals -
Magic. Secrets. Destiny.
Outspoken and independent, Kendra Irisavie has always played by her own rules.
She's an ondine, a water elemental gifted with the powerful magic of Empath Virtue and trained to be a fighter. Pursued by Aquidae demons, she and her mother remain Rogue, hiding among humans to avoid becoming casualties in an ancient war.
Everything changes when violence erupts on Kendra's seventeenth birthday. A dark stranger appears, promising answers to her mysterious past and stirring unexpected feelings in her fiercely guarded heart.
But as Kendra uncovers the truth about her heritage and future, she realizes just how deep the lies and deception run.
Now, in the face of unthinkable odds, she will need all her wits, skills, and magic to fulfill an extraordinary prophecy.
The first in a sweeping urban fantasy series, Whirl is the beginning of a young woman's exhilarating journey for survival, love, and hope as she fights for her place in a world where she doesn't belong.
Genre: JUVENILE FICTION / GeneralThis book has sold approximately 18000 copies to date and still continues to steadily sell. The entire series (three more novels) is complete and has sold around 50000 copies.
PROLOGUE
The dark shadows of the night cloaked me.
I padded across the grass and approached the house from the back. The only sound vibrating through the hushed spring air was the faint roar of the Pacific Ocean a few blocks away. A sharp, salty tang wafted on the soft breeze and my blood sang from its closeness to the water.
My eyes scanned the area. Nothing.
I released my filters and extended my Virtue outward. Magic’s cool refreshing tingle flowed through me like a bubbling brook.
No human emotions nearby. At one in the morning, the residential street in the bland suburban neighborhood was dark and quiet.
But it didn’t hurt to be too careful.
I slipped past the hedges into the backyard and made my way to the slightly open window. The streetlamp buzzed, casting a slanted yellow light on the bushes and shrubs bordering the small, white house.
The light briefly flickered, ready to burn out. A shadow shifted on the front lawn.
Wary, I stopped, instincts going into high alert. With my back against the sidewall, I hid behind the row of hydrangea bushes and crept forward, staying as low to the ground as possible.
Two figures stood near the sidewalk, their silhouettes highlighted by the wavering light. A twinge of annoyance shot through me at the sight of the familiar female.
She stood with her back to me, facing a tall, dark-haired man. It was hard to make out his features, but my heightened eyesight allowed me to get a pretty good look. He was over six feet, maybe six-two or six-three, and was a little older than me, probably in his early twenties. Thick brown hair curled around his neck onto his shoulders. Gleaming dark eyes. His easy stance exuded an effortless grace and elegance.
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