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Friday, June 19, 2015

Unalloyed story continues

            In Blue Poppy Fields: a Rainbow Awards-acclaimed gay fantasy romantic suspense

For the second time in this Vampire Month, Carson has graciously given me an opportunity to come here and talk about my books. Just to recap, last time I spoke about Unalloyed Love, Books 1 and 2 in the Guardian Demon Series.
In Blue Poppy Fields Part 1 and Part 2 stem from Unalloyed Love. Partly from a murder and events it triggered in the life of an innocent man accused of the crime, and partly from the final words Belial's liege lord had for him at the end of Unalloyed Love.
I never can resist writing a good story, and the men in my tales send me an abundant stream of inspiration. In the name of love, they build and destroy, nurture and hurt, live and die – sometimes all of that in the course of one story. They can be both cruel and gentle, brutal and kind, fierce and fearful, open and restrained, good and evil, strong and vulnerable. As the series is epic in its scope, the main protagonists naturally reveal many shades of their souls and hearts.
It keeps me writing for them as with each tale I discover something new about them, and also about me. I don't force the tales to come to me, I listen to what my men are willing to tell me at any given moment, and I put that on paper. So, I'm the writer who's not driven by the calls for submissions or by currently trending themes. I write about what my men and me find important. The leitmotifs in my works are dominance and submission, self-discovery, love and forgiveness, death and rebirth, guilt and redemption. All that comes packed with intriguing plots that twist and turn from the beginning to the last page. But I won't lie – I'm as thrilled with external rewards as most authors are. So, I was overjoyed when In Blue Poppy Field Part 1 came as the second runner up in the LGBT erotica category of Rainbow Awards 2013. Though I wouldn't classify the book as erotica, I admit that there are plenty of sizzling hot scenes. But enough of talking about the novel. Let's take a peek inside:

In Blue Poppy Fields Part 1 book blurb:
A victim to another man’s cruelty, talented and beautiful theater actor Adhemar Lebeau learned not to trust and not to love anybody but himself. Falsely accused of his master’s murder, he has to accept assistance of mysterious Count Sanyi Arany to later discover that his savior is a vampire.
Forced both by a fatal illness and aftershocks of torture experienced during his unjust imprisonment, Adhemar agrees to the only possible cure. Rebirth.
Healed in body but not in mind, he guards his independence, free will and heart. He is not able to give love, only the fulfillment of lust.
Sanyi's remorse over an accidental death of his friend, and Adhemar's fame force them both out of Cibinium. Accompanied by their loyal man Vincent and five still alive blood-sacks, they set out for Sanyi's homelands.
But one of the blood-sacks, faecubi Comadreja, has no intention to perish under their fangs. When a vampire loves a faecubi, the former falls in eternal sleep, the latter thrives. And Comadreja plans to make the young vampires love him well before he robs them and their man of all life power.
A deadly game for survival begins.
In its course, Adhemar, Sanyi, and Vincent learn how much they can truly give to each other. The seemingly innocent boy who so involuntarily shares their brougham with them doesn't give anything to anyone, save death. But they don't know, and if he has it his way, they never shall.

An excerpt:
With a soundless sigh, Adhemar's soul slipped back into the body. His eyelids fluttered once again. His tongue moved under Vincent's fingers, wanting, wanting, wanting the crimson flood. A jerk as his body drew the first immortal breath, and his left hand lashed out to grab Sanyi's arm. Good. The right would follow soon.
Smiling, Vincent pulled his digits out before they could get pierced by needle-sharp fangs growing fast where only dull teeth used to be, and turned his attention to Sanyi. To his beautiful and deadly charge who was still biting into Adhemar's neck, shredding the wound to a lacerated mess of torn flesh. Crawling on the bed to be closer to him, Vincent commanded, “Let go,” but wasn't heard. Once again his digits found a bloodied, ferocious mouth, and prized it open. Holding Sanyi's jaws apart, Vincent wrenched him off Adhemar's throat, repeating again and again, “It's Adhemar,” until the words finally sank into the vampire's mind and until his straining body sagged in Vincent's tight hold.
“Good, good, 'tis done, 'tis done, Sanyi,” Vincent whispered right into his ear, holding him close, feeling him tremble with guilt and pain.
Adhemar's fangs weren't gentle, Vincent could tell that much still before a first anguished moan leaked out of Sanyi's mouth. In agony of piercingly dull throes assaulting his wrist unknowingly and in shame of his earlier behavior. “Hush, it shan't take long. You've given him new life,” Vincent cooed, pressing his cheek to Sanyi's head, soothing and calming the vampire's memories. The blindfold of bloodlust that Sanyi had worn allowed him to do it. To lie for the sake of his both charges. He knew that without him there would have been just death without Rebirth, but it didn't matter. He didn't need the credit, but his Sanyi was desperate for it. And so Vincent lied without a tinge of shame, praising, crooning, encouraging him to hold on a little longer. Convincing him not to think of the other attempt. “You're his Sire, 'tis done, 'tis done,” he kept murmuring, feeling Sanyi's body pressing into his embrace in need for reassurance. He understood. No vampire should be made to Turn somebody so soon after his own Rebirth. Much less so soon after a failed attempt at the bloody act. But this time it was the only way. And he could only help Sanyi through the moment and through the flood of painful recollections.
Laborious breaths and growls as the two vampires worked their way through the Rebirth pangs mingled with his soothing whispers in a strange melody. In a mesmerizing melody permeating the darkness of the room. Vincent knew that Adhemar couldn't really hear him now, enthralled by his first feeding, but Sanyi could, and he kept murmuring to him softly, softly, softly.

Enchanted? If yes, I'm glad you've read your way through to this point. Without more ado, here are the book blurbs for In Blue Poppy Fields Part 2.

In Blue Poppy Fields Part 2 book blurb:
Faecubi Comadreja was in no hurry to kill his two vampires and their man. He had found his private treasure cove in their household. Posing as their pleasure-boy, slowly draining Sanyi, he had relished the dangerous play for affection and vigor and life, certain that he would prevail in the end. Until the night when Adhemar met Belial.
To Comadreja's vast dismay and displeasure, a seed of affection is now budding between his stronger vampire and the insufferable demon. But letting Adhemar learn to love somebody other than him is not what Comadreja desires.
Jealousy and a sudden danger to his life lead him in alliance with Archangel Endingale. Determined to destroy feelings between Adhemar and Belial, resolved to bring his masters to final, endless sleep, he becomes a pawn in her own game.
A vicious spell is cast. Only the powers of love, loyalty, and devotion can shatter its deadly trap to pieces. Will they? Who perishes? Who thrives? And who sacrifices for the only belief worth fighting and dying for?

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I hope that you've enjoyed this peek into the world of the Guardian Demon Series. Thank you, Carson, for having me and In Blue Poppy Fields at your pl

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