Contingency
Eighteen-year-old Sage Hannigan wants to get back to her own time, preferably one that hasn’t been destroyed by an underworld plot brewing in Edwardian-era South Carolina. How hard can it be?All she has to do is:1. Learn to use newly acquired warping skills to bend time to her will.2. Take out a few rogue vampires.3. Join an ancient secret society.4. Figure out who is putting the time stream in jeopardy.5. Find and maim whoever invented the corset.Sage never asked to be chosen by the Druid Priestess, Amerach, to become a Warper and she never asked to have the future hanging on her shoulders or to warp a hundred years into the past. She certainly never asked to meet Dr. Aldwin Blake, who would make her question her desire to get back to her own time. But if she fails her mission, people will die, history will change, and the present she wishes to return to will be no more.
Dear Sage,
You were not completely believable nor convincing. Not that much. I seemed to be scratching my head at your smooth acceptance of finding yourself in the past, with supernatural powers and thrust into a world filled with preternatural beings since you're hardly fazed at all. I would've been freaking out and would have been asking a lot of questions and generally being suspicious of everyone around me. It's my nature and maybe it's not yours. You kept a level head and kudos to you.
With regards to your role as a Time Warper. This role is eerily similar to other secret time societies that I have read in the past. With all these societies protecting the world's timeline, we can rest assured that the ideal turn of events are happening as they are. I guess these societies couldn't have prevented wars could they? Then again, even expert time travelers are not all knowing about events that are supposed to occur. My head aches with all these time rules.
I also don't relish finding yourself in a love triangle since I abhor that kind of entanglement. Unless it's a kinky sort of story like things at Changeling Press, then no, hell to the no with love triangles. Because of that, I couldn't believe that you're in love with Aldwin at all. You only ever told us about his stunning good looks and his being sweet with you. But..."love of your life" immediately? On a side note, I know he's a fae, Sage. It was obvious. Every preternatural being was accounted for and the only thing never being introduced formally in the flesh was a fae. I am rooting for Soren though.
The plot you found yourself in was interesting enough. Congratulations, you saved President Roosevelt. I told you that completely trusting strangers would get you in trouble. Haven't you learned anything from your foster home experience?
Despite all that, I am too curious with what happens next. So until the next book.
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