“It’s Jacqueline, not Jack, and I am the Ripper.”
It was 1888 and London was bustling with the rich, the poor, and the depraved. Within the depths of London, lay the East End’s Whitechapel. It was the section of the city where the lowest of the classes lived. Women frequented the streets to make the pence needed to survive. I lived with my husband, John, who is the perfect man and could have been the best father. Our lives changed the day that I miscarried, the doctor pronounced me unable to bear the children that we so desperately desired. I fell into the pit of grief and despair at the idea we could no longer have a family together. An ideal was born from the depth of that depression and anger. It was my task in life to serve the penance to those women who brought shame upon their fertility through prostitution. These women did not deserve their wombs, their gift, and their ability to bear children without miscarriage. Jack was born to serve this purpose.
When Pan the satyr god seduced the moon goddess, Selene, he was not expecting a baby to be the result of a good tumble in the sack. Except, a baby girl is exactly what he gets.
Selene, Endymion, and Vexa visit Pan so that he could see his daughter. Pan is offered the chance to raise the child for the first four hundred years of her life. Selene and Endymion let Vexa go, believing that she will return to them long before she turns of age. Only, when it comes time for Vexa to be returned, Pan admits that his daughter will remain with him until her two thousandth year. Before the lovers can react, Pan dashes away into the forest, unable to be seen again.
Selene grows concerned when the world changing with the times, new religions being born, and followers becoming scarce. Her daughter’s safety is a risk the longer Pan has her. She grows desperate in her search, catching Pan a few times before he slips away. What lengths will a Mother go to in order to protect her child from the very world she was conceived on?
Cadeleine Nikeux is a runaway slave, an orphan, and not to mention an impulsive person. She gets herself into more trouble than what she would like to admit. Having escaped the clutches of her Master, Cade scrounges around for her next meal whenever she can and is willing to do the dirtiest of jobs to pay for it. Her prized possessions are the daggers that keep her safe while living on the streets of the Capital, Naranxa.
This is her safe haven until she attacks a person higher up on the food chain. Cade goes on an adventure that will most likely kill her in many ways possible and has her learning more about whom she has become. But that’s what a girl needs to live, right?
After all, when you are set to die for treason, wouldn’t you bargain your freedom for his life?
Dyani wakes to find that she has become the sacrifice in an ancient vampiric ritual. He wants to gain more power and she wants to live. Sabotaging the ritual was the first step, but what she did not account for was the fight for her life in more ways than one. Magic is real and she is now confined to this new world with no contact with her old one. To them, she is dead and it must stay that way. A meddling Goddess and a world full of prejudice biases, Dyani struggles to find her true place in it all.
In the days leading up to her official introduction, Dyani prepares as best as she can for the nightmare of any sane adult. Reliving High School but with magical teenagers and a manipulative Headmistress.