Melagore

Three Hours Either Side of Midnight

By: Jevenna Willow

Narrated by: Virtual Voice

Three hours either side of midnight. This is all it will take for the Realm to change, and all that is needed to destroy every thought a man knew as the truth. As a Chosen Blue-wing, the Daldron's favored, Melagore isn't as obsessed by the Lessor Livvy Sharp as she is of him. She's simply a means to an end, a way to gain a surviving heir. Every Chosen is more than aware he must follow the Daldron's orders; choose which side he wants to remain on--human...or a favored of the Master. Melagore is running out of time to choose. Perhaps he will have need to break a few of the Realm's rules to possess her, control her--body and soul--but even a favored Blue-wing can't ease his way past the fact the Lessor female can't fly. How can he possess a woman who hasn't wings? Why the Daldron Master did not kill her five years ago, Livvy Sharp has yet to figure out. In this Realm, as a mere human, she is little more than their prey. A banished slave, either food or fated mate with a Chosen Blue-wing, neither is any better than the other; neither survives destiny. Livvy's interest settling on one Blue-wing in particular, if it ever came to her being ordered Invitation, she will gladly give herself to Melagore. All he need do is ask. No one can kill the Dragon's Vex, but Melagore will break every rule, if ever they are to survive as a mated pair. Livvy has everything to gain...if only she can fly. Caught up on the either side of midnight, passion and lust, devilment and greed battle for the ultimate prize of the Ream--possession of one's soul.