❝But in the end one needs more courage to live than to kill himself.❞ ― Albert Camus
Incubi were complex, brutal creatures. While they thrived on chaos, their selective methods were calculatedly strict. The vanished were always eighteen years old when, or if, they were taken by an Incubus. If they weren't that age, it didn't happen. Perhaps that was why I had expected nothing to go wrong. I was seventeen. I was supposed to be safe, at least for now.
At seventeen, Elliot Haven was supposed to be safe from the Incubi's relentless tradition, the one where those dangerous creatures barged into human's homes and took eighteen humans of age eighteen to use them as food sources, and ironically, powerless slaves. Then again, it wasn't as if they'd spared his nineteen-year-old brother, Kyle, either.
Volume One: Reliant [Completed]
Volume Two: Resistant [Completed]
Volume Three: Repercuss [On-Going]
(Incubi present within the book have differing qualities from the traditional mythical creatures!)
// Book used to be called Hands on Me //