Sweet Blood of Mine (Overworld Chronicles, Book 1) by John Corwin
By John Corwin
Justin Case and girls don't combine. guy boobs, a love of Kings and Castles, and being tight with the "nerd" crowd definitely don't win him any issues both. After rescuing Katie, his weigh down, it seems she will not be the lady he notion she was once, whereas Elyssa, the school's Goth lady, seems to be extra. Can highschool get any further confusing?
Determined to enhance himself, he joins a health club and meets a pretty woman that simply oozes a "come hither, Justin" vibe. till she assaults him within the car parking zone, and Justin realizes she's no usual lady yet a being with supernatural velocity and power. After a slender break out and an excruciating migraine headache, he wakes up with supernatural talents all his personal: velocity, power, and the power to seduce each girl he sees.
While that would sound just like the excellent mixture for any hormonal youngster, Justin is a hopeless romantic who desires his first time to be precise. Is that an excessive amount of to invite for? yet he doesn't understand what he's or how you can cease his carnal urges. something is obvious: If he doesn't locate solutions there are different extra sinister supernaturals who would prefer not anything greater than to make him their everlasting plaything and do a long way worse than kill him.
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