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All characters in this book have no existence outside the iination of the author and have no relation whatsoever to anyone bearing the same name or names They are not even distantly inspired by any individual known or unknown to the author, and all incidents are pure invention

To Max-my babe

To the ladies who help make all my dreams come true -

Tracy Farrell, Donna Hayes, Loriana Saciotto, Dianne Moggy, Abby Zidle, Keyren Gerlach, Marleah

Stout and the a HQN art department

(And everyone else I stupidly oenerously and warives of herself without reservation

To Debbie Splawn-Bunch - ouldn&039;t let me title this book His (Hard and Shiny) Faods never hout the heavens, wailing their need for beings to guide, nurture and rule They longed fervently for a kingdorateful, obedient subjects

And so, the idea of Man was born

The king of gods was sacrificed, his bloodcreatures were formed But the elements were unstable, the measure of portions flawed, and the outcoods had envisioned, in appearance or terateful, least of all obedient These Dragons, Minotaurs, Vampires, Nymphs, Formorians - and too many others to name - were powerful rivals, potential usurpers to the royal, immortal throne

Fear erupted in the heavens

In a panic, the gods cursed each ghastly creation to a life under the sea, to live forever bound to a city known as Atlantis The only re the creation and weaknesses of each race

Centuries passed

As it always does, ti the rowing need for fellowship and attempted once more to create Man

This time they succeeded, and the huan: the godsin huods Only one unspoken rule existed The two vastly different creations, humans and Atlanteans, were never to meet, never to interact, never to fall in love

Someone should have told Grayson James