**NOTE:**The Destiny Paramortals series is southern urban fantasy/romance and should be read in order as it is the continuing saga of the recurring characters, beginning with Storm Crazy. In each Paramortals book, questions are answered and new ones arise.
"OMG, I loved this book! Do yourself a favor and walk don’t run to the buy button.” Eve of Chaos
5 Stars “I couldn't put it down..” “A delicious taste of Southern Supernatural Fantasy.”
“Loved the story and the characters. It's really a great twist on old legends. Think Mayberry mixed up with djinns and storm witches. Really great read.” Storm Crazy
“You vill meet a dahk dangerrous sttrrangah…” Aurora predicted at the Mardi Gras ball, and as if someone left their Swords of War videogame on “share” in a parallel universe, he walked in. Conor de Sept Flambe´, the Dark Knight they’d dubbed him, with his dark gleaming muscles, the distinctive leathery tattoos across his shoulders, armored boots and magnificent flashing swords. “Where did he get those swords?” Montana asked, drooling. She’d been unable to force her eyes away from him all evening. Then he’d walked across the ballroom floor, parting the crowd like Moses through the Red Sea, and asked her to dance. Turns out, he’s quite the music lover.
He said he wanted to show her some of his moves. Right! Her Dinnshencha warrior wasn’t born yesterday… There’s more to this Knight than meets the eye, and he’s already quite an eyeful. Recognizing her diminishing strength, he offered to prepare her for the Chaos, twenty-four hours when many Paramortals would lose their power.
There was more than just swordplay between them, and more to his appearance in Destiny. With crazies coming out of the woodwork, Paramortals losing their abilities, and dispositions going AWOL, Sheriff Jack Lang wants to know who will be left standing beside him when the Para-moon begins. If Flambe´ is what Jack thinks he is, the good guys might have a chance. If not, they’ll be in deep… trouble.
Where’s an F-18 when you need one?