Diana Hawthorne Supernatural Mysteries

A witch, an angel, and an oracle. Three souls with one destiny: Find the Final Five. I don’t know why I thought finding the final five protectors was going to be easy. Wishful thinking, I suppose. As it turns out, it’s going to take more than I ever thought possible. Not only do we need an oracle with some kickass gifts, but we have to work with her requests to even get her on board. If this doesn’t work–well, let’s just say, nothing else will matter.

Diana Hawthorne sees more than most people—except when it comes to her own past. With snark to spare and an eye-roll always at the ready, she helps clients navigate everything from cheating boyfriends to dearly departed grandmas. But when a missing person case lands on her doorstep—and the broody, too-good-looking Blake strolls into her life—things get weird.

Hallelujah, I now have everything I ever wanted—my memories and the soul mate I didn't even realize I was missing. There’s just one problem... the old gods expect me to make amends for my absence. Fan-freakin-tasic. But time lost as the Oracle isn’t the only thing I must atone for. My friend Demetri was stripped of his powers—and it was all my fault. Now, Demetri wants nothing to do with me. To make matters worse, people are flocking to Inner Sanctum in hordes, wanting a reading with the 'world's most powerful psychic.' Lucky me.

Okay, so I might be a badass immortal psychic, but everywhere I turn, something is getting between me and Blake. I’m really jonesing for some alone time with my recently reconnected soulmate but having supernatural powers like mine comes with an annoying price. Between the incessant visions and revenants running wild, having time to act on our desires is next to impossible. Even when things seem like they’re about to go our way, I’m slammed with a premonition that puts me into helluva tailspin. Blake’s time is up. He’s gonna die.

I may be an immortal psychic, but having a vision that the Horseman of Death will rise and claim my soulmate’s life really puts a crimp in my style. I mean, I just got him back. Apollo has to know I’ll do everything in my power to stop it. But no matter what I do, I can’t seem to push my abilities to give me specifics. Each time I try, it’s like my energy is siphoned and it takes me days to get back on my feet. Neat-o.