Under A Caged Sky

As if the sparkly pink fairy-princess wings from the mutation weren’t bad enough, add a fluke registration with the guy my wings flirt with, a street gang stalking me, and the fact that my wings either heal people or freaking mutate them, and things just got complicated... Genre: something between dystopian romance and paranormal urban fantasy involving wing powers and the occasional mutation. They locked us under a caged sky and mutated us. Now, in order to save the guy I love, a guy with wings of ice and a heart of gold, I have to tell my story. Just spit out some words. Wax eloquent about how it felt learning to live with wings, about how I fell in love in a caged city, about the streets of illusion I walked where every freedom was controlled and every person harbored a secret. It’s a no-brainer. I tell it. After all, a bit of small talk is such a tiny price to pay for possibly saving his life… isn’t it?