Tainted Release Giveaway!

As a treat to celebrate the release of Tainted: Demon Within Book One, YA Bound Book Tours is hosting a giveaway on my behalf that includes a $15 Amazon digital gift card. Thanks so much to all those who have made the release of Tainted so special. There are many ways to participate, so just check out the rafflecopter giveaway below. Also, as another treat, I’ve included one of my very favorite scenes that you can check out below. Enjoy!

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I turn on my heels, stomping my way back to the arched doorway that leads to the altar. Footsteps echo behind me. I barely have time to turn before Evan collides into me. We fall to the floor in a tangle of arms and legs. I land on my back with Evan pressed on top of me. Heat blossoms in my cheeks. I’m angry and embarrassed I was defeated so easily.

I freeze as he watches me, his nose almost touching mine. I can’t help breathing deeply. He smells like his pillow—hints of golden amber and raw patchouli mixed with his citrus shampoo.

“Never turn your back on a demon.” His deep voice vibrates through me, sending tingles down my spine.

I lie placidly beneath him. “You’re not a de—” I begin to say, and then laugh.

“That’s beside the point.” Evan’s words wipe the smile from my lips. “You can never let your guard down for anyone—not even me.”

He rolls off me, breathing heavily, attempting to regain his composure. I push off the floor, knocking him on his back, determined not to make the same mistake twice. I’m tempted to help him up, but I picture him yanking me back onto the floor and yelling at me again.

I walk backwards, putting distance between us. The corner of his mouth quirks into a half smile. I narrow my eyes, taking longer strides backwards, my right hand behind me, guiding my way so I don’t bump into the wall I know is coming up behind me.

Evan reaches above his head, pressing his palms flat against the floor, and easily handsprings. His body arches in an elegant swooping motion, and he lands smoothly on his feet. He lurches closer, stalking his prey like a hunter. The predator he is dominates his every movement, every gesture, from his graceful strides to the ferocious glint in his eyes reflecting back at me. Crap, he’s going to try and corner me.

I steady my pace, taking each step one at a time, reaching out to the cool emptiness of the room behind me. It’s a relief to my clammy skin and my tightly wound nerves. I’m not trapped…yet.

I straighten my back. Lifting my chin smugly, I curl my lips into my most dazzling smile.

Without saying a word, he charges at me. I side step out of his way seconds before his arms can wrap around me. I run to the opposite side of the room. Alana would be proud of my ability to stay on the edge of danger without jumping into it. I’m a fast opponent when I’m not scared out of my wits. I can defeat the feline in Evan’s game of cat and mouse.

“You can’t run forever. I will catch you.”

“Want to bet on it?”

“Yes.”

 

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Destined for Love Q&A and Other Stuff

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A few people have asked me questions about Destined for Love and a few other novels, and I figured I’d compile them into a blog post for easy finding. If you have any burning questions, feel free to leave a comment, send me a message through my contact page, or reach out to me through one of my social media pages—just don’t call me. I hate talking on the phone. 🙂


1. Why not use Valentine’s Day in Destined for Love?

I had originally considered using Valentine’s Day, but as it turns out, Nadia spent Valentine’s Day with the HPA. I don’t write about holidays in many of my books and never set an actual date for anything to keep the story evergreen and as readable as possible so it never feels outdated. It’s a fantasy world, so I used that to my advantage to create a creature world holiday. To vaguely answer as to when Lovers’ Day is, it would take place sometime between March and April, before the start of Altered to Kill.

2. Will there be more stories from Hunter and Nadia after this?

As far as I know, no. This is the last story that takes place for Nadia and Hunter. Of course, I know never to say never, but at this time, I don’t have anything planned. The rest of my writing year will focus on the Finding Nate series, a few standalone books, a new series, and editing the final spinoff companion series that features Mason Sullivan, Hunter’s brother. I might schedule some time to write a Mira and Nate short story or novella, but nothing is planned at this time.

3. Will Nadia and Hunter meet Mira and Nate?

Without spoiling too much, the simple answer is yes. Their stories take place in the same world within months of each other, so you can expect a run-in or two.

4. What’s with the new enemies in the creature world? Wasn’t the Human Preservation Agency awful enough?

I love blurring and blending the idea of good versus evil in a lot of my novels. In the Destined for Dreams series, you see mostly the good among the creature world, but that’s because the evil that is the HPA outshines all the other stuff. In the Finding Nate series, the darker side of the creature world comes lurking out of the shadows. It all depends on what character you ask and what you define as good and evil. New enemies keep things interesting for me and hopefully you, too.

5. Why aren’t there any vampires or werewolves in your series? They’re the most common creatures in paranormal books.

I thought long and hard about introducing both of those creatures, but ultimately kept them out of the Destined for Dreams and Finding Nate world. It doesn’t mean there aren’t creatures with the specific qualities to be considered a vampire or werewolf, but the creatures would fall under another name.

6. Some of your covers look different. Why did you change them?

You caught me! The covers for Hunter’s Curse, Escaping Fate, and Destined Together have all been changed slightly. I had the model portraying Jacqueline’s hair darkened to better match the Destined for Dreams cover. For Escaping Fate, I had the background fine-tuned to match my vision of what Alyssa Callaghan’s visions look like and opted for an image title to match the other books in the series. Lastly, two of the models on the Destined Together cover have been replaced with different poses of the same model, and Jacqueline’s eyes have been lightened to reflect a color more true to her character. I hope you like them!


That’s all the questions and answers I have for you at this time. I hope you enjoyed reading them, and again, if you have any questions of your own, reach out to me! I love to chat.

XOXO,

Ginna

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Destined for Love First Chapter

I’m so excited for the release of Destined for Love: A Destined for Dreams Novella! This story has been a whirlwind of a ride, and I’ve enjoyed every second of it. I hope you do, too!

To celebrate the release, I’m including a special first chapter excerpt. I have to warn you, though. While Destined for Love can be read as a standalone story, some of the back story contains spoilers to the Destined for Dreams series. So, read at your own risk!

You can pick up your copy of Destined for Love at most online book retailers for only .99 cents!

Links to purchase:

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Now, without further ado, here’s the first chapter for your reading enjoyment.


 

Destined for Love: A Destined for Dreams Novella by Ginna Moran (Young Adult Paranormal Romance)

1. LOVERS’ DAY

 

 

NADIA

Hunter’s warm breath tickles the nape of my neck as he brushes his lips across my skin under the glowing sun of our dream world. I laugh, shifting on his lap, and then I pull away to meet his hazel eyes. They sparkle as light hits them, and I can’t help myself from leaning forward to kiss him again.

“We can stay here all day, you know.” Hunter waves his hand over the luscious grass, and a blanket materializes in front of us. A basket appears next, and then he reaches over and pulls out a foil wrapped box with a bow and lifts the lid, revealing delectable, heart-shaped chocolates drizzled with caramel.

The sugary scent fills the air, and I take a deep breath. “You’re always full of surprises. You’re getting better at controlling our world.”

He wags his eyebrows. “I know you don’t eat, but these are different. They’re made of my dreams.”

I pluck a chocolate from the box and nibble the edge, expecting it to explode into dream dust. Sweetness coats my tongue, and I close my eyes, moaning as I revel in how wonderful this day is starting out to be. “They’re perfect.”

Hunter leans in. “Like you.”

I drape my hands around his neck and kiss him again. I could kiss him forever if the world would stop and allow it.

Joining Hunter in his dreams feels like the only time I get to spend alone with him these days. Now that the council has been reformed with Jacqueline Matthews in charge of monitoring the Human Preservation Agency’s activities, things have gotten a lot less scary in the city. My father even deemed it safe enough for me to get a part-time job at The Haven while I figure out what college I want to go to, and what I want to do with the rest of my life.

The ground beneath us rumbles, like a small earthquake erupts under the grassy knoll in the center this beautiful, vibrant meadow created just for me. Hunter grabs my hands, frowning, and the blue sky above us clouds over before thunder booms. A dark crack fissures the sky, and the world begins to crumble.

“I have to go,” I say, kissing him once more on the cheek. “Someone is knocking at the door.”

I pull out of Hunter’s dream world as darkness consumes it. In a few minutes, he’ll wake up and join me in the real world.

The banging on the door continues, and I slide on my robe and cross our bedroom. There’s only one person who could be on the other side. I grab a small bag off my vanity table with glittery red tissue paper sticking out from it.

I swing open the door and smile. “Happy Lovers’ Day, Lys!”

Alyssa holds a gift-wrapped box in her hands. “I wanted to give you your present before I head out.”

Every year, Alyssa and I exchange gifts on Lovers’ Day, the most romantic day in the creature world. There were never many boys our age in the Creature Council’s compound, so we turned it into a day to celebrate being best friends. Even with Hunter around, I’m glad nothing has changed between us. I think we’re closer than ever.

I hold out the bag. “You already know what I got you.”

She grins. “And I love it!” She shoves the box at me. “Here, open it. You’re going to love it.”

I laugh. Nothing’s ever a secret with a seer as a best friend.

I pluck the bow off the box and stick it to my vanity mirror and then tear the paper off, letting it fall to the floor. I hold the shoe box in my hands and gaze at the drawing of the meadow from Hunter’s dream world. It’s like Alyssa went there herself to capture it in her drawing. It’s so beautiful and perfect that tears line my eyes, and I clutch it to my chest.

Alyssa beams a smile. “Open it already. That’s just a decoration.”

I thumb the lid of the box open and brush my fingers along the beaded bodice of a deep indigo gown that matches the color of my eyes. The airy fabric runs through my fingers as the dress settles back into the box, and I bring my eyes up to Alyssa.

“It’s beautiful, but you went way over budget.” I close the lid of the box and set it on my vanity table.

Hunter moans from behind me, finally waking up, and I peek over my shoulder as he sits up on his elbows.

Alyssa smiles and waves at him before turning her attention back to me. “You’ll need it tonight.”

My brows furrow. “For what?”

She shifts her gaze to Hunter for a split second. “You’ll see.”

We smile at each other for a moment, and then I fling my arms around her shoulders. This year’s Lovers’ Day will without a doubt be better than the last one, seeing that I’m an entirely different person, no longer afraid of the outside world. It’s also the perfect replacement of Valentine’s Day, which Hunter reminded me that we missed while I was imprisoned in the Human Preservation Agency’s termination facility.

Alyssa pulls away. She holds up the simple red bag. “Thanks for the bracelet and candy. I’ll see you at work in a bit.”

“Bye, Alyssa,” Hunter calls out, but she’s already halfway out the door.

I close the door and turn back to face Hunter. He opens his arms, inviting me back to bed, and I glide across the carpet and slide in next to him. He kisses my hair and my temple, and then finally my lips.

I snuggle against his warm chest. “We should get ready. You promised to help my dad this morning before our shift at The Haven.”

He groans. “Let’s call in.”

I shake my head, whipping my pale blond hair across my face. “It’s going to be a busy day. We can’t leave Cian stranded.”

Hunter groans again. “All right, but we’re not staying late. I have plans for us.”

I smirk because Alyssa already hinted about them. “What kind of plans?”

“It’s a surprise.” He pulls me to my feet and laces his fingers around my waist.

I kiss him. “Then we better hurry and get the boring stuff over with.”

 

HUNTER

We enter through the elfin spelled chain-link gate that protects the warehouse from any HPA agents roaming around. Nadia hugs her dad, Dmitri, when she sees him. I always thought coming back to the city would be the worst idea ever until I realized how much both Nadia and I missed it.

We had planned on getting an apartment with Alyssa in the same building as The Haven, but Dmitri surprised Nadia and Alyssa and signed over his house near the city to them. This gave us a place to live, but in a safe neighborhood away from the dangers of the city. Dmitri moved to the compound permanently and lives in an apartment down the hall from Jacqueline. It’s strange, but it works for us. I’ll be forever indebted to Dmitri and the council for giving me the best life I could’ve asked for.

Dmitri pulls away from Nadia and turns to me, drawing me out of my thoughts. “Thanks for coming, Hunter. I need your opinion on a few things.” He pats my back, nudging me to walk with him.

Nadia trails behind us, her feet silent as she glides over the dirt.

“What’s the HPA doing now?” Any time Dmitri or the council needs information, they come to me. I don’t mind, but one of these days I’m afraid they’ll tell me something about my mom or brother. I have no idea what they’re up to, and I’m not even sure if my brother is alive since the last I heard, he was attempting to join the Special Abilities Task Force, a part of the HPA where they alter a person’s DNA to turn them into a weapon. Most volunteers don’t survive. I hope he did. I think about calling my mom sometimes, but I know I never will.

“Nothing crazier than usual, but an agent was caught. I need you to talk to him.” Dmitri holds the door to the warehouse open. “I want you to tell me if you think he’d be useful.”

I don’t move to go in. Instead, I cross my arms. “You want me to do what? I’m a dead man, remember?”

Nadia touches my shoulders. “I don’t like this, Dad. You promised we’d never be involved with council matters. This is more than answering a question or giving insight.”

He presses his lips into a thin line. “Ana is here to assist. The agent won’t remember you. I promise.”

I rub my hand down my chin. “Tell the council not to expect this to be a regular occurrence.”

He nods. “They already know that.”

“Then lead the way.”

Nadia takes my hand, and we follow behind Dmitri into the large living room. Wall-to-wall bookcases line the grand room, and a leather sectional couch faces a flat-screen TV. Tucked in the corner is a formal dining area with a black table and high-back chairs. It’s unchanged since the last time I saw this place. The familiarity of it all is both comforting and disconcerting since I have mixed emotions of the day I said goodbye to the HPA for good.

Dmitri peers around the empty room before motioning us to the stairs where we follow him up two flights to a row of doors in a hallway that looks like a hotel. He unlocks the sixth door on the left and sticks his head inside for a moment before opening it completely.

Fear trails down my back as I imagine facing one of my greatest enemies all over again. I squeeze Nadia’s fingers, and she enters the room before me, dragging me along with her. I draw my eyes from the floor and stare at the guy, who is sitting in a wooden chair with his hands resting on his lap. My fears prove unwarranted because there is nothing scary about this agent. I don’t even know him. His puckered brows and wide eyes are more frightened than menacing, and I bet he thinks he’s about to die.

I want to pity him, but I can’t. He captures creatures all the time and brings them back to the HPA where they meet their end. He almost doesn’t deserve the council’s mercy.

I plop into the chair across from him. “You’re new to the city.”

He doesn’t respond.

I lean forward. “I’d know you if you weren’t. It wasn’t long ago that I was wearing a uniform like that.”

He stiffens. I knew that would get a response out of him.

“But I realized something. The board has it all wrong. Creatures aren’t the dangerous ones. You are.”

The guy’s eyes narrow, and he bares his teeth. “Liar! Traitor! How can you side with the monsters?”

I shake my head. Talking to him was pointless. He doesn’t even want to hear me out. I get off the chair and turn to Dmitri. “This guy is wasting everyone’s time. You should just get rid of him.”

“You’re just like them!” he screams.

I jerk to face him. “It’s better than being like you.”


 

And there you have it! If you prefer to purchase a print edition, you can get an autographed copy through my website here.

XOXO

Ginna

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Altered to Kill Deleted Scene

As I find myself drawing near the end of the edits of the second book of my Finding Nate series, I figured I’d share one of my favorite scenes from the first book, Altered to Kill, that was cut and never made it into the final publication of the novel.

This scene takes place on Mira and Liam’s road trip to find Nate and includes the ghost of Bridgette, a character I had to cut for various reasons. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!

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UNEDITED DELETED SCENE FROM ALTERED TO KILL

 MIRA

 

I sit in bed, holding a pillow to my chest. My puffy, red eyes burn from crying, and when I think I’m all out of tears, more manage to spill out. The television hums at a low volume, but I’m not watching it while Liam’s in the shower. I know he decided to take one to give me alone time, but I could use a hug.

I wipe my face on the pillow and flip through the photo album I had shoved into the glove compartment of the SUV for safe keeping. Every picture feels so long ago, like something from a history book of my life, and it’s hard to remember what it used to feel like being so happy without clouds constantly hanging over my head.

I stare at the ticket stubs and the picture of Nate, Liam, and me at a rock show after what was supposed to be Nate’s death date. The time-stamped was the proof I was going to show Liam but didn’t need to because the doctors were enough proof.

I lean back and stare at the ceiling. I count each breath, finding the will to calm down. I’m so depressed. I want to give up, curl into a ball under the blankets, and stay here forever. I’m homesick more than ever, and my heart hurts every time I remember I can’t go back.

A cool breeze plays with my hair, and I jerk up, startled. None of the windows are open and the AC unit isn’t on. I shiver as cool air slides over me again. Fear swells in my chest, and my heart races. There’s nothing here, but I can’t shake the feeling of being watched. I pull the blanket higher around me and search the room for something not there. I half expect the Boogie Man to jump from the half opened closet, and I grab the remote and turn the television up louder than my thoughts.

It blinks off.

I stare at the remote and hit the power button and set it down next to me. It blinks off again. Panic hammers through my chest, and I slide off the bed. My hands shake as I tiptoe across the room to the bathroom. When my fingers touch the door handle, the remote flies at the wall next to me.

I scream and run into the bathroom. Liam jumps from the shower, and I grab onto him, holding him in front of me like a shield. My hands slip off his wet shoulders, and I pull back, covering my eyes.

“I should’ve knocked,” I say, feeling behind me for the towel hanging above the toilet. My fear morphs into embarrassment, and I feel like running back into the room. It’s less mortifying out there.

“I’m covered,” he says. I glance at him through my fingers as he peeks into the room. “What’s wrong?”

I release a breath and stare at the floor. “Something weird happened.”

“You’re shaking.”

“It scared me to death. First the TV kept going off and then a remote flew at the wall. I think this place is haunted.”

Liam searches my face, and I can’t help but look at his bare chest. It’s very distracting, but I feel a lot better now. My heart isn’t pounding from fright anymore. It’s pounding harder because, well, it can’t help it.

“Maybe it was something electrical,” Liam suggests.

I reluctantly bring my eyes to his. “You don’t believe me.”

He sighs, rubbing his wet hair with his fingers. “It’s not that. A little TV flickering has never harmed anyone.”

Every single horror movie I’ve ever watched plays in my mind. “Are you crazy? TV flickering means we are going to die in here. It’s the perfect place. No one knows we’re here. People think I’m already dead. The TV flickering is taking advantage of me, and whatever is causing it is out to get me.”

He has the nerve to laugh. “I think you’re over thinking this entire situ—” Liam’s eyes widen and he freezes. By the look on his face, I know something horrifying is behind me.

My heart is going to explode. It can’t take this anymore. “You’re really scaring me.”

He offers his hand out to me and I take it. He pulls me to him, and I turn to look behind me. Nothing’s there, and I let out a giant breath. “Don’t mess with me. That wasn’t cool.” I push him back a little.

He frowns and doesn’t meet my eyes. “Look at the mirror.”

I turn away from him and shift my eyes to the mirror. My heart falls into my stomach when I see it. I compose myself even though I want to knock Liam out of the way and run out of the room. I step closer to the mirror instead. Traced into the steam is a word no one wants to see.

DIE.

I tap Liam’s shoulder and nudge him back so I can get out of here. He cups my chin instead of moving and turns me back to the mirror. A new line is forming and whatever is making it has more to say.

My eyes trace each letter as they form. H-I-D-E. “You want me to hide? Where? Who are you? Leo?”

N-O. The ghost is getting faster, but it’s not writing anything close to a novel and isn’t giving me the answers I want. B-R-I-D-G-E. What is that supposed to mean? The clues really suck. Am I going to die on a bridge? Or should I hide under one? “I need the map. I want to know what bridges are on the way to Virginia,” I say to Liam.

S-T-O-P. Each letter forms even faster. S-T-A-Y. A-W-A-Y.

Liam walks up to the mirror and inspects each word. “Stay away from Virginia,” he says. It’s weird hearing him talk to the mirror even though I was shooting out questions a second ago. It looks crazier than it feels.

Y-E-S. N-O-T. S-A-F-E.

“But Nate is our only chance. We need his help,” I argue.

C-H-A-N-G-E-D.

“What is that supposed to mean?” I ask.

D-I-E.

D-I-E.

D-I-E.

“Stop it!” I scream. I grab the hand towel and wipe the steam from the mirror. “Leave us alone.”

I fall into Liam and he holds me. He guides me away from the bathroom, and we sit together on the bed. He rests his hand on my knee and puts his arm around my shoulder. I sink into him and smell the fresh scent of his shower.

I twine my fingers through his hand holding my knee. “I’m at a loss.”

“It’ll all work out,” he says.

“How do you know?”

“I don’t. I’m trying to comfort you.”

I can’t help but smile. “Should we keep going?”

He shrugs. “I think so. Let’s try not to let a ghost influence our decision. We don’t even know who it is or if they’re messing with us.”

“You’re right,” I say.

Liam tucks my hair behind my ear. “We can leave now if you want.”

I press my head into his bare shoulder. “No, it’s fine, but you should really get dressed just in case.”

He smiles. “But I’m comfortable.”

I giggle and roll my eyes. Even after everything, Liam can still joke around and make me feel at ease. If only the ghost could’ve minded its own business and left us alone, I wouldn’t have to worry so much. The ghost has to be wrong. No one is going to die, not if I can help it.

Thanks for reading!

Ginna

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Destined for Dreams Character Interview

Character Interview Destined for Dreams by Ginna Moran Image

*I wrote a character interview with Nadia and Hunter almost a year ago for a blog but never posted it myself. This interview takes place after Destined for Dreams and before Destined for Despair. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! If you haven’t read Destined for Dreams yet, pick up your FREE digital copy from all online book retailers.*

Today, as a treat, I’d like to introduce you to two special guests for an interview—the ones who told me their story in the first place—Nadia Petrov and Hunter Sullivan.

Me: It’s great you two could join me today for this interview.

Nadia: I’m trying to make up for the time I gave you a nightmare.

Hunter: Ginna volunteered.

Me: He’s right. I doubt you invade unsuspecting sleepers’ dreams anymore since you met Hunter.

Nadia: I don’t. 

Me: Probably for the best. So, why don’t I just ask the first question?

Hunter: Go on.

Me: You two met in a dream. What was that like?

Hunter: Indescribable. I couldn’t believe she was real and in Jackie’s head.

Nadia: Hunter was quite the surprise. It scared me at first, but I felt bad for him, so I kept going back.

Hunter: I’m lucky she did.

Me: I think all of you were lucky. What do you think your lives would be like if you didn’t meet?

Nadia: We’d both be trapped in places we hated.

Hunter: Yeah, I doubt Jackie would’ve been courageous enough to face her fears alone.

Me: What did you miss the most being imprisoned in someone else’s body, Hunter?

Hunter: Basically everything, but I missed being in control…and food. Oh, and kissing.

Nadia: The real thing is definitely better than in dreams.

Me: Hah! Nice. Do you hold a grudge against Jacqueline for taking your soul as collateral, Hunter?

Hunter: While it was torturous being in Jackie’s mind, I’ve learned a lot from her. Yeah, I’d never ask to share a body again, but if I hadn’t, I would’ve never met Nadia.

Me: What about you, Nadia, any resentment toward Jacqueline?

Nadia: No, definitely not. Jacqueline and I are a lot alike. We’re burdened with gifts we don’t really want. In her defense, she did it to save herself. I might’ve done the same.

Hunter: My mom would’ve killed her. Still might try if she ever finds her.

Me: Must be hard.

Hunter: It’s manageable. We’re working things out. It’s a lot easier being with Nadia in the real world instead of a dream.

Me: Speaking of dreams, what do you like about dreams, Nadia?

Nadia: I get to see and go places I don’t get to visit in real life—some of those places don’t even exist in the real world. It’s like being a part of a magical place…until I destroy it, at least.

Me: Can you visit without inflicting a nightmare?

Nadia: No…I don’t think so. I’ve never tried, really. It’s too irresistible. I don’t do it for fun. It wouldn’t be right.

Hunter: She could invade my dreams anytime.

Nadia: Hunter…

Me: So what has been your favorite dream?

Hunter: Mine was the very first one I met Nadia, in the rundown city. It was the first time I felt hope since being trapped in Jackie’s mind. I sometimes try to imagine that place so I’d dream about it on my own.

Me: Has it ever worked?

Hunter: It’s not the same without Nadia.

Me: So what about you, Nadia?

Nadia: I loved most of the dreams I’ve invaded with Hunter, but my favorite is the one and only dream I had on my own. It was such an amazing and scary feeling not having the same control I do when inflicting a nightmare, but I felt so normal. Almost human. I’d love to dream again.

Me: Okay, last question. What’s next for you two?

Hunter: I’ve made some plans with Jackie. We’re going to change the world so we don’t have to worry about the Human Preservation Agency.

Nadia: I’d like to find some sort of normalcy…and figure out how to tell my father about Hunter.

Me: Dmitri is quite intimidating.

Hunter: Tell me about it.

Nadia: He’s really a softy.

Me: Well, it was great having you both here. Maybe next time you could convince Jacqueline to join you.

Hunter: If it suits her.

Nadia: Don’t listen to him. Of course she’d love to come.

Thanks for reading Nadia and Hunter’s character interview! Are there other characters you’d like an interview from or other questions you’d like to ask Hunter and Nadia? Let me know in the comments!

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