The Nephilim's Sword

After a vampire coven attacked a human town, we discovered a centuries old prophecy that was somehow about me. My four men, Fly the Fae, Freddy the incubus demon, Van the mage, and Amiri the vampire, my mates, were determined to discover what I truly was and to help me unlock the memories that my mentor, the warlock Marion, had put a block on. If we couldn’t remove the block, then I would never unlock my powers. Whoever was after me had killed Marion, and so we had to find another warlock to help us. Cyrus.

Cyrus insisted that only the sword of the Nephilim Narume could help us, but he had sent us on a wild goose chase looking for it, and it had been sold to the collector, Yufei Aoki, who was Fae. Getting a meeting with the Fae was difficult, but I just needed to get my hands on the sword so I could prove to Cyrus that I wasn’t what he claimed. A Nephilim. With four mate bonds to complete, a mage council to deal with, my mother’s journal to decipher, a secret mage organization trying to kill me, and the unknown threat that had tried to kill my mother just for having me, the obstacles in front of us seemed insurmountable, but I would never give up. If the prophecy was true, then the whole world was depending on me. How could I let the whole world down?