SHAY

One seer is born in the Winterlock coven in each generation. The elders call it a gift, but if I could return or exchange it, I would. Witches born with the ability to see the future don’t possess other magic, and I can’t turn it off. My precognitive skill is always there, every time I make skin-to-skin contact. Talk about a relationship buzzkill.

Young, impatient, and frustrated with being the least useful member of the coven, I left in search of a normal life. Then money got tight, and I sidestepped the rule about not profiting from magic. It was just an innocent psychic fair in a hotel ballroom. But the horrific things I saw when I looked into that man’s future… I tried to alter the future I’d seen, but only changed mine—by dying.

The phrase “you only live once” isn’t always accurate. My death was temporary.

After returning my soul to my body, a kind, gentle reaper brought me to Fate’s Falls, a secret, magically protected town full of monsters and supernatural creatures. He said I’d be safe here. And I am, physically. But the only protection from my magic is to never touch another living being again. A sacrifice I’m willing to make until the reaper I’ve been thinking about, fantasizing about, for fifteen lonely years returns to town.

The temptation to let my guard down with Kohl is almost as strong as my self-preservation instinct. As a reaper, he’s not a living being. But a reaper is forever, and seeing his future might be the worst kind of vision of all…

A steamy, fated mates, cozy paranormal romance with a guaranteed Happily Ever After.

Though this book can be read as a standalone story, it is best read after Mated to the Minotaur and The Grumpy Demon’s Sunshine.