Unimaginable

By Iyana Jenna

Callum Saxon wakes up to a totally different universe where all around him is water. Strangely he can breathe it as if it’s air. The bad thing is he can't remember how he got there. He can't remember himself, either.

Ainsley Carlisle is more than a man with long blond hair. He’s a unicorn shifter with secrets as widely stretched as the rainbow supposedly coming out of his rear. Ainsley won’t help Callum uncover who he is because Ainsley wants him to remember it himself.

In this new universe, Callum has to survive the creatures that live there, such as vampires, shifters, werewolves, you name it. But there’s more to Callum than meets the eye.

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Mar 23, 2019
• ISBN: 9781634868808

Iyana Jenna

I’m Iyana Jenna and you can call me Iyana. I like writing, romance, and man love so as you can see on this site, you’re mostly going to find m/m stories whether they are for adults or young adults. They are not going to be too heavy on explicit sex, though, as many say that my stories are considered sweet romance.

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Unimaginable

By Iyana Jenna

Published by JMS Books LLC

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Copyright 2019 Iyana Jenna

ISBN 9781634868808

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are solely the product of the author’s imagination and/or are used fictitiously, though reference may be made to actual historical events or existing locations. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

Published in the United States of America.

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Unimaginable

By Iyana Jenna

I don’t deserve you…

Callum Saxon’s eyes widened. No, hey.

But the man, the most stunning man he’d ever seen, had already made the distance between them wider. And wider. Callum gasped. Ainsley Carlisle began to trot and his long, flowing blond hair changed. It was a mane now, dancing in the wind, only it wasn’t possible, because they were under water, and the stride was more—more elegant, coordinated among those four legs. Four. Callum’s head was spinning. Ainsley, or a creature that used to be him, galloped away from him. But it wasn’t fast enough. Callum caught sight of a horn, bouncing the moonlight from its tip, showing itself for all creatures on the bed of the lake to see.

A unicorn.

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A couple of days earlier

Callum gasped, swallowing a large gulp of air. His eyes slammed open and he staggered into a sitting position. It was a mistake. A big mistake. He hurt everywhere, even his eyes, which he squeezed shut. His neck, his chest, and he felt certain his heart, too, ached.

Not so fast! You just woke up.

Who is that? Callum’s heart stalled for a second and he dared to peek around. He’d thought he was alone. No, he’d not been thinking at all. The voice was right. He was barely awake. Yeah, tell me something new.

W-who are you? Callum pressed his back against the headboard—or was it a wall? He wasn’t sure.

The man standing next to his bed ran his fingers through his hair, combing it back, and Callum was mesmerized by the motion, and the hair. Blond, sunlit bright, seemingly velvety soft. Callum gulped and had to cage one hand with his other or he’d have seized the hair and stroked it. He concentrated instead on anticipating a name that must be as magical as his locks.

But the name wasn’t forthcoming. Normally Callum would’ve huffed in either annoyance or disappointment. Yet, that didn’t come, either. Instead, he stared in awe at the man’s sparkling eyes and light-pinkish lips, and the deep cleft in his chin. That a person as ethereal as this was speaking to him was beyond Callum.

Ainsley.

Callum slowly registered that the man was introducing himself.

Ains—Oh.

Carlisle. Ainsley Carlisle.

In a way, Callum was a tad disappointed. The name wasn’t as magical as he thought it would be. Not as magical as Ainsley’s angelic features.

Yet, when he offered his hand to Callum, he barely cared. The hand was fair with long, neatly-manicured fingers.

Come.

Callum dragged his gaze from the hand to Ainsley’s eyes. Where are we going?

Wait and see. Callum thought the smile would him knock down with its brightness.

Don’t you want to know my name? He let go of Ainsley’s hand.

Ainsley looked over his shoulder, arching an eyebrow. I know who you are, Callum Saxon. I don’t need to ask.

Callum stammered. B-but how? You really know who I am?

I know you better than you know yourself.

Callum shifted to