The First Fae Omega E-Book

Eunice Amnell

• Herausgeber: Sentient Hen House
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2023

Beschreibung

Minerva Hogan is not only known as the spoiled daughter of the powerful CEO of the Powell Automobile Company in Ni Daonni City, she is also known as Ni Daonni City’s most popular slut. After all, she occupies an unmerited executive position in the Powell Company and spends all her evenings at clubs, taking a different man home every night.

What the citizens of Ni Daonni City don’t know is that Minerva’s life is not as luxurious and carefree as it looks from the outside.
As Minerva fights for her freedom, she finds herself embroiled in a future that involves the end of the world, as a lover from her past life starts killing her past boyfriends in her name.

To prevent the apocalypse and change the future, she must work with her three true mates—Eamon, the Light Fae Prince who has helped her for years but refuses to be in a committed relationship with her; Rafael, her first love who walked away after she gave herself to him; and Preston, her escape from the woes of her fate.

Join Minerva and her mates in this why-choose paranormal romance book as they battle against many odds to change the world’s future or lose all that matters to them.

Warning: This is the prequel to the Fae Omega Standalone Series and the female main character of this standalone paranormal romance book is known to die after the book’s happy for now epilogue. However, there is an alternate happy ending written for those who love happy-ever-afters.

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Eunice Amnell

The First Fae Omega

The Fae Omegas Standalone Series Book 5 (PREQUEL)

Copyright © 2023 by Eunice Amnell

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Contents

Author’s Note

1. Minerva

2. Minerva

3. Minerva

4. Minerva

5. Minerva

6. Minerva

7. Minerva

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10. Minerva

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12. Minerva

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15. Minerva

16. Minerva

17. Minerva

18. Minerva

19. Minerva

20. Minerva

21. Minerva

22. Eamon

23. Minerva

24. Minerva

25. Minerva

26. Minerva

27. Minerva

28. Preston

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Acknowledgments

About the Author

Author’s Note

This book may contain materials that may be difficult for some readers.

It is a tragic romance book and the main character dies at the end of the book.

The main character is also a very flawed woman who used an aphrodisiac to seduce someone.

I hope you like it!

1

Minerva

“Alianna, run!”

“I just . . . I love you. I love everything about you. The way you speak, the way you bite your thumb when you’re deep in thought, the way you purse your lips when you’re worried.”

“Alianna, I do not permit you to see that boy again! You bring shame to our family!”

I woke up with a start, but after waking up, all memories of my dreams were washed away and I couldn’t remember what I had dreamed of at all. Worse yet, the smeared makeup on the face of the purple-haired stranger that was my one-night stand was the first thing I saw when I woke up.

All of these made me unhappy, ruining my morning as I extricated myself from the arms of my one-night stand while shaking my head at the way he was snoring and recalling how poorly he performed in bed the previous night.

I walked out of the large guest room and nodded once at the stoic dark-haired minion with green eyes sitting opposite the door. My nod and the tilt of my head were an unspoken order for him to get rid of the previous night’s hookup. I watched him walk into the guest room before going to my room where I never took my one-night stands.

I didn’t stop to say hi to Ava, the leader of my security team, or the members of said security team whom I called minions seated beside her in the small living room near my bedroom as I shuffled into my room, slammed the door shut behind me and headed to the bathroom.

Even though I woke up earlier today, I didn’t have any meetings until 9am so I treated myself to a nice bath where I sat for thirty minutes struggling to remember my dream without success.

For a while now, I had been having these dreams, but I could never remember what they were about. Unfortunately, I couldn’t stop thinking about them.

After draining the tub, I took a shower and threw on my robe, ready to start putting on makeup, when I lost my sight. Instantly, I sat on the tiled floor of my bathroom and hugged my knees, placing my head on them. Then I entered the vision of the future by walking toward the distant light in the tunnel of darkness in my mind.

At the end of the tunnel was a vision of the future I had been seeing repeatedly for a while now. A vision of the world shrouded in shadows. A vision of the world in ruins.

I looked up to the sky and there was no sun or moon up there and no white fluffy clouds either. Instead, the sky was gray, shadowed with clouds that were dark and smoky enough to leave dark shadows on the light gray sky.

The soil at my feet wasn’t any better. It was dark and dry as charcoal, as though it had been scorched by fire so intense that the surface of the earth didn’t look like anything could be planted on it in the next few thousand years.

Around me, there were no buildings or trees. In the distance, I could see the remains of an old city and dying trees, proof that this world may have once been home to beings intelligent enough to construct houses. I tried to move closer to examine the ruined buildings carefully, but someone holding my hands in the real world brought me out of the vision.

I tried to work out what I felt in the vision so I could figure out whether it was about my world or not, but before I could reach a conclusion, someone shook me none too gently. “Minerva, what did you see?”

I looked up to meet Ava’s focused eyes. Many people knew her as the head of my security team, but both of us, the minions, and my father, knew she was my handler.

Ava wasn’t the one holding me or shaking me. It was minion 1 and minion 2.

“Stop shaking,” I protested, pushing their hands off me as I sat with my back to the bathtub.

“What did you see? Your heart started beating so fast. Did you see a vision about the new motorcycle to be launched in the next three days? Did it . . .”

“Water,” I said in a croaky voice.

Minion 2 ran to get me water from the sink, which I gulped down. I looked down at the bracelet with a blinking blue light on my wrist. It looked so innocent and because it was future tech from the Avalon Company that my father had paid thousands to get, many people admired it and envied me for owning it.

They all thought my father had gotten the bracelet because he cared about me, his dearest only spoiled daughter but only I knew that it was just another monitoring device from my father because I was growing beyond the age where he could manipulate me to do the things he wanted.

“You’ve had water, now answer me,” Ava asked.

“It had nothing to do with Powell. My vision had more to do with . . . well, something in the future.” I said, drinking the rest of my water when my throat felt dry.

As I was drinking, Ava was studying a tablet that took data from my fancy bracelet. “According to this, you’re not lying, but Minerva, the new Powell Axis motorcycle is about to be launched and your father expects you to make sure it won’t have any issues.”

“It’s funny how he doesn’t trust that his engineers can produce a flawless car or motorcycle. Every launch, you guys hover over me so hard, as though my ability to see the future was given to me for the sake of the Powell automobile company.” I grumbled under my breath as I struggled to stand without the help of the people who were making a fuss over me a few seconds ago.

I was barely standing with that familiar after-vision weakness like my bones had all been rearranged in my body when I heard Ava scoff and say in a snarky tone, “You might as well have been.”

Then she walked out of the bathroom with the two minions, leaving me in the bathroom, staring blankly into the red-rimmed blue eyes of a girl with disheveled dirty blonde hair in the mirror while trying to ignore how much Ava’s snarky words hurt me.

As I got ready for another day at the company I had come to hate, where everyone else also loathed and envied me for having the perfect life as my father’s favorite daughter, heavy regret washed over me once again. If I could go back in time, I would have never told my father about my instinctual magic.

2

Minerva

“With the results we got in the final testing, we think the Powell Axis motorcycle will definitely beat Grimes’ bestselling Beast Roar Series once it’s launched into the market. It’s going to be our first motorcycle targeted at Supernaturals and based on the results and feedback from our Vision Consultant, we think it will do very well in the market. What do you think, Mr. Fraser? Oh, and Miss Minerva.”

I didn’t bother to look up or talk. I knew many people usually wondered why I was allowed to sit in on executive meetings like this and shareholder meetings when I never said anything. But they couldn’t complain about it because I was my father’s ‘favored’ and ‘over-pampered’ daughter.

Of course, Fraser, my step-brother, had to speak to show that he knew enough to manage the company’s overall operations. After all, he was my father’s real heir. I was just the smoke bomb heir used to play up my stepbrother’s advantages, even though the Powell Automobile company would have never gotten this far without me or my ability to see the future.

“Can I see the final test results for the fork and front brakes?” Fraser was wearing his platinum blond medium-length hair in a clean slicked-back look that made him look like a CEO wannabe.

I steepled my fingers together and placed my head on the tip to watch my brother play Chief Executive Officer when I knew that everything he was saying here and asking for had probably been prepared by his assistant.

I didn’t care about what they were saying, so I tuned out and was thinking of finishing the book I started reading at the beginning of the week today when my brother’s annoying voice crashed into my thoughts. “Elder sister, do you have anything to say? Or should we leave this to the Vision Consultant as usual?”

There were a few sniggers, but I ignored them, looking him in the eyes with disdain, and said, “Whatever.”

Then I turned to the head of the Powell Axis motorcycle project. “Is that all? I think everyone here has better things to do, so why don’t you go have whatever meeting you need to have with your future CEO in his office?”

He smiled politely as he said, “That’s all, Miss Minerva.”

“Great, meeting dismissed. If there are any concerns or you notice anything, please reach out to the project leader. Mr. Cain, please let me know about any concerns that come up. I will send them to the Vision Consultant.” I said as I stood up.

As I walked past two female secretaries seated by the door, I heard them say, “Who doesn’t know that she knows nothing and simply relies on her proximity to the Powell Company’s Vision Consultant to lord everything over her brother? That’s the only reason Mr. Hogan put her in such a prominent position, anyway.”

I didn’t care to reprimand them for speaking ill of me like I would have a few years ago when I first started at the company. Back then, I still wanted to prove myself to my father and everyone around me that I was worth something and that I was useful, but now I knew better.

Instead, I walked out the door, waving Ava away as she and her minions stepped behind me to follow me. “I’m going to the toilet. You can go to my office.”

“You can’t sneak out like you did before,” Ava warned.

“I know. You have a tracker on me now, anyway. I’m not running away. I just want to visit the ladies’ room alone, capeesh?”

“Fine,” Ava said before storming off to my office with the minions following her.

I breathed a sigh of relief and walked to the bathroom to pee out all the mocha latte coffee I drank this morning throughout that boring meeting.

Once I was done with that, I sat, cross-legged, on the toilet seat and opened a tile in the bathroom stall after tapping it in a certain sequence. I didn’t know how, but after I met Eamon Solahan and got his promise to help me escape my father, he had gotten someone to install the tile.

Entrenched in a small pocket behind the magic tile, was a phone. Unlike my Avalon phone, which was gifted by my father and closely monitored, Eamon’s phone was a simple burner phone that Eamon had gifted me for communicating with him secretly.

There was already a simple message on it: ‘Wolf Silver Club, floor -2, room 05, 5pm, physical training.’

I sent a simple reply: ‘Cool.’

Then I detached the parts of the burner again, placed it in a Ziploc bag, and was about to return the burner behind the tile when two people walked into the bathroom.

“Anyone in here?” One of the two parties asked as the other kicked the toilet stall doors and bent down to look through the space underneath the doors.

Their voices were recognizable as they were well known executive secretaries in the company and one of them worked for my step-brother, Fraser. Thankfully, when she got to the last stall, she didn’t bend down to look through the space underneath the door.

“No one is here. Come on, tell me the juicy news.” The first secretary said.

“I think I know who the Vision Consultant is now.” The second, who worked for Fraser, said.

“Really? Who is it? Is it some secret expert hacker? Or, or, or a scientist from the Avalon company working for Powell?” The first secretary asked in an excited tone.

“No. I think it’s Ava, the polite lady that serves as a bodyguard to Miss I-think-I’m-the-Queen-of-the-Powell-Automobile-Company because it is my father’s company.”

I had to hold my hand over my mouth to stop myself from sniggering out loud. I knew everyone would speculate about who the company’s Vision Consultant was, but I hadn’t thought their speculations would be so wildly out of touch.

Did they really think that someone with an impressive predictive ability like the Powell’s Vision Consultant would stay in the Powell Company if they had any other choice?

Then again, in my first two years working in Powell, I had worked voluntarily until I realized my father’s plans.

In those two years, I had thought I would at least be in the running for the company’s top executives, even though my father hadn’t wanted me to tell anyone that I was the company’s Vision Consultant for ‘my own good’. Then I found out that my father had informed his top executives that his first daughter was just the puppet figure he had put in place to train Fraser, his true heir.

It was then I realized that by telling my father about my ability to tell the future of things related to me or things I cared about other than my own direct future, I dug my grave. I gave my father the chance to trap me into becoming his company’s guarantor without giving me any chance to get his love, which was all I’d craved for most of my life.

“By the gods, how could that be? I can’t believe that the spoiled Princess is always posing like the entire world belongs to her just because she is the employer of the Vision Consultant. Do you think she trapped the Vision Consultant into some sort of unfair contract to keep her here?” The first secretary asked.

“Of course. Didn’t I tell you that the Vision Consultant signed a contract to be responsible for the losses incurred if any of the Powell Companies’ products cause any accidents or deaths? That’s the trap. As far as I’m concerned, there is no good person in the entire Hogan family. Don’t look at how Fraser looks kind and helpful at general meetings. He’s just a figurehead. The only thing he does in his office is sign papers. His personal assistant does everything else.” The second secretary replied.

“Wow . . . And I really thought he was a great guy. You know, one time I was late, he allowed his assistant to let me go up to the sixth floor in his elevator.” The first secretary sighed.

“That’s part of his cover, duh. He’s not a bad guy per se, just a little bad-tempered and not as intelligent or powerful as he pretends to be. I’m his secretary. I know him better than anyone else in the company.” The second secretary said.

A phone beeped, and I was startled out of my thoughts, subconsciously looking down at the bulge of the Avalon phone in my pocket, and relieved when I remembered that I put it in ‘Do not disturb mode’ the night before.

After picking up the call and saying a bunch of yesses, the second secretary finally hung up the call and said, “Lily, I have to go. I need to call in the cleaners again. Mr. Fraser trashed his office again because of the way Miss Minerva ended this morning’s meeting.”

“He trashes his office?” The first secretary asked in a bewildered voice.

“Of course. Why do you think he has two offices?” The second secretary replied.

“And you call that just a little bad-tempered?”

“Yes, because I’ve worked for someone worse before. Do you know that executive in . . .”

Their voices faded out as they walked away.

I sighed as I put my tingling legs down from the toilet seat, struggling to adjust to the pins-and-needles sensation as blood flow returned to my leg. Then I placed the Ziploc bag containing the burner phone behind the magic tile.

After closing the tile, I sighed and spent a few minutes standing there, preparing to return to my office to complete my boring-as-hell tasks for the day, reassuring myself that I would get my freedom to do what I wanted soon.

3

Minerva

Whenever I walked into a club after a long day at work, I felt free, like a circus animal locked in a cage and forced to perform all day, only to be released in the evenings so it doesn’t rebel.

I knew that even though he didn’t say it, my father felt like being allowed to go wherever I wanted every evening was compensation for keeping me locked in my apartment or at his company and under monitoring all day long.

But I wanted to yell at him and tell him that I had the freedom to go wherever I wanted four or five years ago before he discovered my instinctual magic and turned me into his canary in a birdcage.

Ignoring Ava and her minions, I walked straight to the bar as soon as I got to the Wolf Silver club, a club that as the name suggested didn’t welcome wolves.

Funnily, even though the name hinted at the fact that the owner didn’t want werewolves around, werewolves still sneaked in all the time.

“Vincenzo, give me vodka. The one with the special spicy kick. Oh, and on my 6 o’clock, there’s a werewolf.” I said.

While I warned him that there was a werewolf in the club, I didn’t tell him that I also knew that the same werewolf would soon start a ruckus in the club that could get out of hand.

One of my father’s concerns was the other layer of my Seer magic, which he could neither manage nor detect. I called it ‘the knowing’ because I just knew stuff that would happen in the near future once in a while, but it was an extremely whimsical part of my magic. While I couldn’t control my visions, they could be manipulated, but the knowing was fully out of my control, like much of everything else in my life.