Books with author Nadine Nightingale

They call me Angel of Death, but my name is Nisha Blake. I am Shepherdstown’s living urban legend. My life, a tale of the macabre. People avoid me like the plague. Well, everyone but my friends. They don’t see the Angel of Death when they look at me. They see poor, broken Nisha—the bully victim, suffering from vicious night terrors and vivid hallucinations. Things take a turn for the worse when Blaze shows up. He’s a too hot, tattooed, bad-ass MMA fighter from London, hell-bent on getting to know me. Since he walked into my miserable life, my hallucinations graduated to a point where I can no longer differentiate between fiction and reality. I am insane. Broken beyond repair. Or so I think until—I uncover a secret form the past—a link between all the deaths, my hallucinations, and my night terrors. It’s then I understand I’m not the Angel of Death. I am something else. Someone else.

NishaThey called me Angel of Death, but I am something else. Someone else. That is, if you believe the Egyptian desert god, Seth, who haunted my dreams since I can think. Sounds crazy, huh? I, too, thought I was insane. Broken beyond repair.But—When Seth’s followers—the Black Flags—invaded our annual Halloween ball and slaughtered half the town, my nightmares became reality. Those crazy bastards think I’m the reincarnation of Nebt-Het, the Egyptian goddess of protection, that I can help Seth get his immortality back. It’s why they pushed my cousin, Izzy, through a portal to the Underworld, knowing I had no choice but to follow her. Now, I’m trapped in this godforsaken place, forced to conquer all twelve caverns, with Seth by my side. BlazeI was born into a Traveler clan. Grew up with tales of warriors and magic. I thought it was all bullshit. Fairytales. Until—Nisha Blake, the girl of my dreams, caused an earth quake. And an Egyptian God sent his crazy disciples to kill half the town. I failed to protect Nisha. Couldn’t stop her from going after her cousin, from walking right into hell. Now, she’s in Seth’s world, bound to do what he wishes. Our only chance, to get the girls back, is to find The Book of the Dead—some long lost magic tome, no one has seen or heard of in ages. Wish us luck. We’ll need it.

They call me Angel of Death, but my name is Nisha Blake. I am Shepherdstown’s living urban legend. My life, a tale of the macabre. People avoid me like the plague. Well, everyone but my friends. They don’t see the Angel of Death when they look at me. They see poor, broken Nisha—the bully victim, suffering from vicious night terrors and vivid hallucinations. Things take a turn for the worse when Blaze shows up. He’s a too hot, tattooed, bad-ass MMA fighter from London, hell-bent on getting to know me. Since he walked into my miserable life, my hallucinations graduated to a point where I can no longer differentiate between fiction and reality. I am insane. Broken beyond repair. Or so I think until— I uncover a secret from the past—a link between all the deaths, my hallucinations, and my night terrors. It’s then I understand I’m not the Angel of Death. I am something else. Someone else.

New York—October 1st, 2078. Seventeen-year-old Eve Atwood had always been the good girl. She’d never questioned the Post-Apocalyptic Laws of the United States of America and for as long as she could think, she trusted President Pierce. But that was before she knew that he’d become the villain in the story of her life. Now Eve’s best friend, Theresa Hamilton, is going to be executed during the A-Day celebrations and she knows damn well that it’s her fault. There’s nothing that she wouldn’t do to save her friend, even if that means joining the Godivas, a terror organization that fights for equal rights for women. Little did Eve know that, sometimes, when you fight monsters you risk becoming one. Post-Apocalyptic Laws of the United States of America: “All legislative powers herein shall be vested in the President of the United States of America. He shall never be questioned for he is the alpha and the omega, our rightful leader.” “Women shall never speak in public, unless a superior being (man) grants permission. Any violation of this law must be reported to the CIWB (Controlling Instance For Women’s Behavior).” “It is a truth universally acknowledged that a single woman at the age of eighteen must be married to a man of her father’s choice. Women that can’t be placed in a marriage, due to flaws of appearance or character, shall serve the superior community in one of the pleasure facilities of the State.”

NishaThey called me Angel of Death, but I am something else. Someone else. That is, if you believe the Egyptian desert god, Seth, who haunted my dreams since I can think. Sounds crazy, huh? I, too, thought I was insane. Broken beyond repair.But—When Seth’s followers—the Black Flags—invaded our annual Halloween ball and slaughtered half the town, my nightmares became reality. Those crazy bastards think I’m the reincarnation of Nebt-Het, the Egyptian goddess of protection, that I can help Seth get his immortality back. It’s why they pushed my cousin, Izzy, through a portal to the Underworld, knowing I had no choice but to follow her. Now, I’m trapped in this godforsaken place, forced to conquer all twelve caverns, with Seth by my side. BlazeI was born into a Traveler clan. Grew up with tales of warriors and magic. I thought it was all bullshit. Fairytales. Until—Nisha Blake, the girl of my dreams, caused an earth quake. And an Egyptian God sent his crazy disciples to kill half the town. I failed to protect Nisha. Couldn’t stop her from going after her cousin, from walking right into hell. Now, she’s in Seth’s world, bound to do what he wishes. Our only chance, to get the girls back, is to find The Book of the Dead—some long lost magic tome, no one has seen or heard of in ages. Wish us luck. We’ll need it.