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The
Opsona Journey Series: Stage One
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Paranormal
Romance/Dark Fantasy
By
J.N. Sheats
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"I would no longer be a mortal
servant, a pet kept for sick entertainment. I had been chosen for
initiation, to become one of the immortals…A vampire.
My
transition continued on far longer than any other, filling my body
with a pain that was beyond the natural senses. After four days of
writhing in the burning change I blacked out, and what woke in my
place was not a vampire. It was in a word…Chaos."
No longer an average mortal Opsona
warrior and far from a vampire, Serenity is an unnatural force that
rivals anything found in the planes of the Underworld. An advantage
that her master, Vondorian, uses in his quest to conquer the mortal
world, while luring her into his bed with seductive promises. A
flawless venture until the day she is struck down in battle.
Slain by a man with haunting greens
eyes and hidden by shadows, Serenity has lived the last century of
her immortal life with a nagging conscience. A lingering pest of a
mortal voice conflicting with her vampire instincts, which only grows
more unruly as Serenity and her master move to conquer the city of
Tentusa. A small but important place nestled in a sacred valley, and
Serenity's former home.
With the pull of her former life
drawing out the mortal voice deep within, three centuries of loyalty
between master and servant are put to the test. Serenity's
disobedience grows stronger with each passing hour, and when a new
stranger arrives things only grow more complicated. Which is
stronger…Serenity's desires, the mortal voice, or the creature she
fears within?
Cret is child of twisted fate looking
for acceptance. Half Opsona, half demon. His demon father sees him
only as an enemy, and his estranged Opsona brethren, protectors of
the mortal world, use him for their own means.
In his need for Opsona approval he
killed the woman he desired only to find she survived nearly a
century later. Now he is face with an impossible decision. Kill
Serenity and fall back into the hell of a world without her, or
disobey his Opsona brethren and sentence himself to death.
Everything Cret has known, loved, and
protected has fallen. Having failed his former teacher and master he
is now faced with the aftermath of Serenity's rage, once she learns
he was the one that struck her down in battle all those years ago.
The struggle between duty and heart has
begun for Cret, and the innocent people of Tentusa are caught in the
middle as the vampire armies arrive. Can Cret turn his back on
Serenity, the woman that wants him dead, when she asks for his help?
"I
had jumped so blindly at her request because it was Serenity asking,
but could I trust her?" ~Cret~
★Excerpt★
~Serenity~
“The
Vamdari are a myth,” I tried to play it off, fighting to regain my
cool exterior but I was shaken by the information he just pulled out
of me. "A legend that people use to scare children.”
Cret
narrowed his gaze in my direction, a sly knowing laced those amazing
emerald pools. I could deny the Vamdari all I wanted to, but it
didn’t matter because he was inside my mind. The thought of him
there among my darkest thoughts and secrets made me shiver as
thoughts of him and me in heated battle turned to images of salacious
interactions.
“Now
who's playing games?” The words left his lips and he was on me. I
didn't have time to register the movement. I didn't see him move at
all.
Cret
pinned my hands on either side of my head and pressed his body
against mine, my creature purred at the dominance being displayed and
growled to entice more sensual play out of him. I tried to hold it at
bay, but the hint of lightly defined lean muscle under that thick
gray clothing of his made it hard. I wanted him just as much as the
creature.
The
bare skin of his fingers trailed against my right wrist and instead
of taking the opportunity to free myself I reveled in the heat that
ignited from such a simple touch, which turned into a light caress as
he ran his fingers along my skin. Lingering his tracing motion for a
moment before tugging the cloth of my shirt sleeve down, exposing the
flowing marks carved into my wrist. The lines twisted and weaved out
into a symbol reflecting what we both knew.
“Vamdari,”
he whispered locking me into his intense gaze, a strange hunger
focused right at me with so many unspoken intentions. “You can't
win at this game, Serenity.”
“That's
because you're not playing fair.”
“What's
wrong,” he asked moving closer, closing the distance between our
faces to only a fraction of an inch. That hot honeyed breath of his
scorching my lips with all their pleasured promises. “Can't handle
the challenge?”
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