Isn't that the question today? Well since I am actively working on Yellow Fire - Acceptance, the third in the Fire trilogy, I thought I'd bring you a taste of the final piece of my best selling series. The question about good versus evil comes into play with this book and God and the devil himself. What I hope to do is challenge you with what you truly believe in your heart and soul to be real and your beliefs about creatures who may or may not share the night with us. Take a taste and you tell me, are you terrified yet?
YELLOW FIRE - ACCEPTANCE
SYNOPSIS
During a series of violent
attacks gripping the city of Richmond, Virginia, Aleksandr Vasiliev begins to
have nagging nightmares about his old nemeses and previous lover, Durac
Chantal. As the gruesome mutilations continue, he realizes the monster is behind
the latest murders. The Time of Passing
is near and there is no way he can fight his destiny any longer. Haunting
visions of his blood son, taken at the hands of a madman, refuse to leave him
and he realizes solving the crime will drag him back into the pits of hell. As
he turns to his lover and destined mate, Detective Jax Steele, for help they
begin their final journey into what might be Aleks’ ultimate demise, a complete
submittal to the Fade and the end of his life. Another force is in control of
his people and it’s only a matter of time before the final Red Moon approaches,
destroying what’s left of humanity.
No longer fearing the world
of the night creatures, Jax hungers for more of the dark side of their D/s
relationship, having completely submitted his body and his very soul to Aleks.
As both men head down a path facing brutal tortures, Aleks is framed and Jax is
forced to fight a monster with nothing but his heightened level of humanity. As
a little boy is brought forth as a bargaining chip and the final truth about
the rise of the vampires is learned, Jax is faced with a single life-altering
question. Will he succumb to the ultimate sacrifice and embrace the final
acceptance, entering into a life of immortality in order to save the man, his
lover and the monster behind the mask? Or have the savage beasts won their
fight to rule the world?
“And the end of time is upon us and the rightful
master shall become King,” Durac Chantal recited as he moved in a full circle
around the brooding Russian. “Drefar Donga Temaine. The moment has arrived, the
destiny we all seek. The time of the Passing will be our salvation. You must
embrace what always belonged to you or all will be lost to the Fade. There is
little time remaining. The Red Moon is upon us. Preparation has to begin.”
“No! I refuse to accept.”
“You
must listen to me, Aleksandr. You’re the rightful King of our people. I was
merely given to you as a protector and instead I became your lover. I wanted
more from our relationship as your mate. When I turned you it was because I was
required to. There are many things I still need to tell you but there’s no
time. If you don’t accept your position and come back with me to the old
country, then our family will begin the Fade.”
“Betwa
dormagnon elan.” Hissing, Aleksandr Vasiliev studied Durac,
the man who he’d loved once, many lifetimes before. This man, this murderer,
was the cause for the betrayal of his kind and could tell the biting words held
no meaning for the monster.
Throwing
back his head Durac laughed as he held up the bottle of branding lotion, exhaling
slowly as if in reverence. “Then your people will die in the very flames of
hell. They will know no salvation, only torture as they remain in a frozen
state for all eternity. And you will be the martyr and one hunted by the
Drulins. Trust me, brother, they will find you and when they do they will
destroy all you hold dear. Are you ready to give up the fight and allow the
ugly creatures to claim what we worked so hard to achieve since the beginning
of time. Or will you finally accept the Kingdom?”
“It’s
my people now? You mean the throne of death? I want no part of your world. You
betrayed us all.” Turning his back, Aleks slipped his hand into his shirt,
fingering the amulet, the single most important piece of weaponry of his kind.
Many had died in an effort to secure the glistening stone, secured by forged
silver and gold. Some said a gift from the heavens, but he knew better. This
was the damnation from Satan himself. Durac was right about one aspect. There
would be no salvation for his people.
“So
be it! Everyone you think you’ve ever cared about will die.”
“You
took what didn’t belong to you!” Aleks snapped. “You were the cause of my
wife’s death.”
Grinning,
Durac closed the distance and narrowed his eyes. “And now I’ll be the cause of
the death of your mate. Only then will you understand my level of powers. Only
then will you understand what you’ve just given up. And then hell will embrace
you.”
Hell had already embraced him, dragging
him into despair and an uncontrollable rage. Sitting up from the silk sheets,
Aleksandr issued a husky, keening howl, one only his kind could hear and yet he
sensed Jax stirring next to him. As he turned to face his lover, the man who
would be his mate soon enough, he dragged the tip of his tongue across his
sharp canines. The nightmares were getting worse and had been since the time of
the waning crescent Red Moon. The event had been a foretelling for his people
and sadly all of mankind. Unfortunately humans knew little of the creatures of
the night surrounding them, waiting with baited breath to annihilate and
consume their flesh, their blood. They needed to go about their normal lives in
disbelieve of the evil luring in their dark streets. While some of the dream
was based in actual memories, the rest he wasn’t certain about.
He hadn’t been able to get Durac out of
his mind since he heard about his son. His
son. Simply saying the words enraged and confused the hell out of him. How
could he not know Dimitri was his blood son? While the damning answer continued
to nag him, he knew why. Durac. His not knowing had been his son’s only safety
net and now the fucker had his baby. Holding out his hand, he allowed a shower
of moonlight to trickle down the length of his arm.
Even his complexion had changed. Aleks
longed to fight the realization of what was truly happening, but even the
monster filling his every dream state reminded him he could no longer run. As
Jax shifted and issued a single moan, he turned to face his lover, brushing the
tips of his fingers down his cheek. He’d told the good detective only as much
as he was able up to this point, but soon the entire ancient story as well as
the curse would need to be shown to the human.
Exhaling slowly, the tone was laced with
a deep growl and he realized the man wanted to believe he was still human, but
the truth was far from the case. Jax Steele had ceased to be even remotely
human the day they’d exchanged blood, now months before. And yet the detective
continued to fight his own destiny. Inhaling the man’s scent, he grew hungry.
Lowering his head, he allowed his fangs to elongate as he neared the man’s
creamy skin. With one hand he rubbed down Jax’ chest to his groin, enjoying the
feel of his pubic hair surrounding his swelling cock.
Purr xxx
Cassandre
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