Jacob, by his own account, is a simple, humble man. Ordinary. He is a husband, a father, a hard worker. A provider. He grew up an only child to a carefree mother and experienced a somewhat chaotic youth. He has never known a family other than the one he has made for himself, and he would do anything to protect them, to preserve that normality.

And then a woman enters his life, a sister he has never known, and he is launched down a crooked path to adventure, self-discovery, and the terrifying realization that he is anything but ordinary. He is the Daikan, the end result of ten thousand years of genetic manipulation designed to produce the ultimate warrior and the only weapon with a hope of freeing mankind from its singular, secret alien overlord.

But can superhuman strength, psionic abilities, and lifetimes of genetic memory be enough when pitted against an immortal alien wielding god-like powers and technology a million years ahead of anything on Earth? It has to be. Jacob is the Daikan, and he is the means for Earth’s salvation —

Or its ultimate destruction.

So it came to pass that the Lord sent down a few of His angels to walk among his mortal children, that they might be lifted up from savagery and into the light. But lo, it came to pass that the angels were weak against the temptations of flesh, and took for themselves wives, and begat many children, and there were giants among men after those days.

Ten thousand years later, they still walk among us. The angels, the demons, and the children of both who struggle eternally for domination. So far, there has never been an incursion that the noble Warriors and the mighty Sorcerers of the Order could not repel. But nothing good lasts forever, and a new demon has arrived. A demon which can possess more than one person at a time. A demon who can become its own army. A Legion.

Plans long in the making are coming to fruition. The Order is crippled. The Legion will soon open a portal into the heart of Hell itself. All that stands between us and apocalypse are a girl with the gift of war, outcast in a society where only males become Warriors, and a boy with wild magic, heir to a lost angelic bloodline. Without support, with only each other and the burgeoning love they share, they must overcome the forces of darkness and drive the Legion back to Hell, before Hell comes to Earth.

First love often happens when we are too young to appreciate being deeply in love. That was how it was for Evie and Mason when they met in college. Awkwardness and self-doubt held them just far enough apart for Mason's best friend Gerald to sweep in and steal Evie away.

Now, years later, Evie and Gerald are to be wed, but Mason's career has brought him back to town and, as if by fate, the thwarted lovers are reunited. Neither can deny the intense physical attraction to one another. Neither can stop thinking about the love that almost was.

The love that still burns deeply inside them.

So, Evie approaches Mason with a simple request. "Make love to me," she says. Gerald is the only man she has ever been with, and she wants to experience what it feels like to be in Mason's arms before it is too late.

Mason cannot deny her, and it kicks off a torrid romance that challenges their beliefs about destiny, fidelity, and the purity of a love they were never able to forget.

It won’t be easy. Gerald is a man accustomed to getting what he wants, and he has dangerous friends to help him. Will love win? Or will it forever be a memory lost to time, unforgotten.

You know the tales. You grew up with them as a child. Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, The Pied Piper, Little Red Riding Hood, The Three Little Pigs, Beauty and the Beast. Tame. Boring. But not anymore.

Here are six re-tellings of your favorite tales coated in a healthy portion of grown-up magic. Why does the Pied Piper want all those children? Who was more dangerous, Little Red or the Wolf? What if Snow White was trained to fight back? You have questions, herein lay the answers. From vampires to magical curses, werewolves to demons, these aren’t kids’ stories anymore.

So sit back, relax, and take a stroll down nostalgia avenue. Just don’t take the wolf’s shortcut, and always pay the Piper what he’s due. Happily ever after is just for fairy tales.

These fairies bite.