Tuesday, September 1, 2009



In the continuation of Blood Eclipse, Rory finds himself hopelessly enamored with Carden and will
finally experience the rapture of loving a pure blood vampire. But there are those who are determined to
have Carden at all costs to satisfy their own self interest, and they won’t let anyone get in their way.

Carden still seeks the truth of what happened to his parents long ago, and he won’t rest until he finds
the answers. And when the discovery is made, and shocking secrets are revealed, all hell breaks loose
as Carden sets his sights on vengeance. And suddenly the fragility between good and evil will be blown
wide open.

Carden looked at him from over his shoulder. “Human life is precious. You should take more care
with it. You don’t want to get too close to me, I’m dangerous.”
“Then do as you said you would, and release me from this spell you say you have me under. Or
maybe you enjoy this kind of thing, the great and mighty vampire torturing us poor, unworthy mortal
“You think I’m having a good laugh at your expense?”
Rory picked up his pants and held them in front of him. “What would you have me believe? I come
here thinking that something in the way you kissed me told me you wanted me, and you send me
away like I’m some serf? Go now! Do you want money, is that it? Do I have to pay like everyone
else?” God, I’m so horny and pathetic and he’s standing there without anything on torturing me. I’m
insane, what am I doing here with a vampire?
Carden reached for his robe. He’d never been modest, and sometimes he was unaware of the effect
his nudity had on mortals. He put on the robe and tied it. Whoever it was who was nearby hadn’t
gone anywhere. He could still sense them. If he thought it safe to let Rory go, he would have sought
the mortal out, but he couldn’t risk it. He wouldn’t play with Rory’s life.
“Are you even listening to me?”
Carden walked over and closed his bedroom door, turning the lock. He wasn’t sure that would keep
it out, but he knew now for sure he couldn’t let Rory leave here until he knew the threat had passed.
“What are you doing?” Rory demanded anxiously.
Carden came and stood in front of him, looking down at his face. He put his hands on Rory’s
shoulders. “I’m sorry, Rory, but I can’t let you leave here.”
“What? First you tell me to leave, now you…” Rory backed away from him.
“Oh Rory, don’t, don’t fear me, please.”
“What’s happening?” Rory asked him, looking around the room, watching as Carden walked over
and closed the balcony doors. “What are you afraid of? Is it Blane?”
“No,” Carden said, “It isn’t Blane.” He went to touch him, but Rory moved out of his reach.
“What is this, Carden? Talk to me.”
“I’m not going to drink your blood, Rory,” he snapped. He sat down on the edge of the bed. “You’re
safe with me.”
“Why did you lure me here?”
“I didn’t lure you anywhere,” he sighed. “And it looks like if there was a spell, it’s worn off now.”
“Why would you cast a spell on me in the first place?” Rory glanced at the door.
“Maybe I like pretty boys who don’t understand me.”
“Are you trying to be cute?”
“I don’t know. Am I?” He stiffened suddenly, stood. “And don’t think of making a run for it, I’m ten
times faster than you.”
“Carden, what is going…?”
He put up a hand suddenly, placing a finger to his lips. He moved closer to the door.
Rory fell quiet, his eyes narrowing.
After a few minutes, Carden seemed to relax. He walked over and opened the door again. “It’s gone,’
he said without emotion. “You can go now.” He opened the robe and let it slip to the floor.
Rory was looking at him. “Have you ever used your body to torture a man to death before, Carden, or
am I your first victim?”
“Rory,” he said. “I told you, I’ve taken off the spell.” He quickly picked up the robe and put it back on.
“I’m sorry,” he said.
Rory shook his head, dropped the pants he was holding, and moved in his direction. “There was
never any spell. You lied to me and I don’t know why. And if you’d wanted to kill me, I’d already be
dead. What are you afraid of?”
“It’s supposed to work the other way around, isn’t it?” he asked.
Rory moved closer again, and Carden backed up with each step Rory took. Now, he was standing
with his back against the wall. “Imagine that,” Rory smiled, “the vampire afraid of me.”
Carden didn’t say anything. He let his head lull to one side, watching Rory silently.



No comments:

Post a Comment