Unraveled: A Soul Shifters Prequel by Sennah Tate

In a world where Darkness and shadows spread unrestrained, there is only one force on Earth capable of stopping it: The Soul Shifters. For centuries, men and women of this auspicious order have used their paranormal abilities to keep Light alive. The never-ending war with the Darkness has been at a standstill, but that all changes when one heart-broken man decides to seek revenge. Soon, the shadows threaten to consume everything and everyone in their path and the Soul Shifter numbers have dwindled to near extinction.
    Is there any way for Alina to carry out her aunt’s dying wish to restore the Soul Shifters to their former glory? Are there any of her kind left? Can anyone stop Preston from destroying everything?
     
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    Orange blossoms and summer rain. The smell of her took him back. Back to a simpler time. A better time. A time before Preston Waters knew about the Soul Shifters.
    It was Elena's scent. He remembered taking her for a picnic under an old oak, plucking a hibiscus from a nearby bush, tucking it behind her ear with a gentle kiss.
    Things had been so easy. So perfect. Why did she have to ruin it?
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    The distant wail of sirens met with barking dogs and the Earth-rattling sound of a train barreling down the tracks. Through the open window, a damp breeze carried an excited conversation in rapid Spanish. None of it was enough to distract the two lovers.
    She was perfect in every way: long blonde hair framed youthful skin, a delicate chin and vivid green eyes that watched him from below. His hands ran the length of her supple body, admiring every inch.
    He placed a kiss between her naked breasts and blew cold air over her tightening nipples, causing her to shiver excitedly.
    They could do this all day. They had, in fact, been doing it nearly non-stop for the entire length of their four-month relationship. Elena was a masterpiece and Preston was an art lover through and through.
    His fingers trailed over her stomach before teasing the small patch of blond hair covering her most intimate place. There was time for all of it. He could touch her, taste her, have her any way he wanted and she loved every minute of it.
    She was impatient though, not content to be teased for hours on end no matter how exquisite the torture was. The room was stifling hot and they were both slick with sweat, their bodies glistening in the afternoon sun.
    She found his cock and gripped it firmly; Preston groaned, bucking his hips into her hand.
    "Inside me," she whispered with a kiss, "Now."
    How could he say no to that?
    He couldn't.
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    Dedication
     
    To all of my wonderful readers! Thank you so much!

 
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    O range blossoms and summer rain. The smell of her took him back. Back to a simpler time. A better time. A time before Preston Waters knew about the Soul Shifters.
    It was Elena's scent. He remembered taking her for a picnic under an old oak, plucking a hibiscus from a nearby bush, tucking it behind her ear with a gentle kiss.
    Things had been so easy. So perfect. Why did she have to ruin it?

    T he distant wail of sirens met with barking dogs and the Earth-rattling sound of a train barreling down the tracks. Through the open window, a damp breeze carried an excited conversation in rapid Spanish. None of it was enough to distract the two lovers.
    She was perfect in every way: long blonde hair framed youthful skin, a delicate chin and vivid green eyes that watched him from below. His hands ran the length of her supple body, admiring every inch.
    He placed a kiss between her naked breasts and blew cold air over her tightening nipples, causing her to shiver excitedly.
    They could do this all day. They had, in fact, been doing it nearly non-stop for the entire length of their four-month relationship. Elena was a masterpiece and Preston was an art lover