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Prologue

    In Midnight Omen, a story of
loss and destiny twine together, to start a journey that one girl
may not be capable of surviving.
    Born and raised in the deep
woods and swamps of Georgia, Angel Tala has run as wild and free as
the wolf. When her Grandpa, her sole provider, dies, everything
changes. Having never left her small world, she suddenly finds
herself the only one capable of protecting and providing for her
small, bereft family. Because her Pa has abandoned them, Angel
knows that without her they would starve.
    Using the hunting skills her
Pa and Grandpa passed down to her, she sets out. She is the hunter
and night is her playground.
    In all the time Angel has
hunted and fished, she has never found anything out of the
ordinary. It was just a swamp and her home. That is until, under
the light of a full moon, she fishes out something truly beyond her
wildest imagination: a man, half dead, who she pulls out of the
river and into her lap.
    The man recovers enough to
tell her that his name is Abel. There is something about him that
Angel doesn’t trust, yet she is attracted to him just the same.
Abel is a conundrum to her.
    Making a hasty decision, she
accompanies the man to his home. No sooner does she get there when,
overwhelmed and beyond confused by her feelings, she
flees.
    An unexpected turn of events
sets in motion her destiny. A jealous and territorial she-wolf,
bent on killing Angel, takes her by surprise and tackles her, right
out of the boat and into the river. A battle of wills, claws, and
fangs leaves Angel on the brink of death beneath a murky
river.

Midnight Curse
    Book Two of the Midnight
Trilogy

Part One
    Purgatory

    Before this very moment,
there was absolute nothing. It was as if I had not existed. Had I
been dead? Was I alive now? What had happened to make me
forget…everything?
    A monumental amount of time
seemed to pass me by, but it was all the same. It stood still.
Nothingness was all that I was, and nothingness was all around me.
I could not feel and I could not sense anything. All was dark, and
the darkness was all I had. No body, no voice, and no me, which
made me wonder if I was nothing more than a soul.
    At first, I was just a
little anxious. Something inside told me that this was not how it
used to be, how it should be, and that it would not always be this
way. For now, the sinister nothingness was where I existed. No
senses, only thought. I was alone, with only my thoughts for
company. No pain, no mourning, no wants or needs. It was just
absolute nothing. It would have been almost tranquil, aside from my
ever-so-slowly mounting panic.
    I was not small or large,
corporeal or ethereal. I just…was. I did not question this. There
was no need to. Nothing mattered to me other than the idea that I
existed.
    After some time, maybe a lot
or maybe not so much, I felt I was not alone. Something was coming,
and it was not something I could deny or ignore. Its existence was
much more than my own.
    Do you know what has become
of you, dear Angel?
    It was speaking, or
thinking, to me and yet I did not know this Angel. Was it
something, or a who? Was I an angel? I only knew that I had not
thought that or spoke it. Nothing had spoken. I could not see it,
but I knew it existed.
    Yes, you are Angel, but not
an angel. Yes, I am communicating with you.
    Is that what we were doing?
Communicating?
    There is much for you to
know and so little time. Just pay attention and try not to get
distracted.
    I would do my best, but I
could not guarantee this. I waited, a little impatient.
    You were and are Angel. You
are now in Purgatory.
    Purgatory is where… I knew
this. Purgatory was where the dead went when they had died! Which
meant I was unfortunately now dead, but since I could not remember
my life, how was that unfortunate?
    Yes. You died, Angel. Yet
you still exist, as does your body. At this very moment someone is
doing their best to keep your body going. They