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Are you ready for Bound By Blood – book 3 in the Paradox Series? Excerpt

July 12, 2012

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The Story:

Long ago, in an almost forgotten Realm, a race of fallen Angles called the Grigori clash with a ruling house of Angels Called the Bulguardi.  Their battle changed events in the Ancient World and the New World forever. A Realm where a year can last centuries and an Ancient magical people still rule, even the immortals face danger. Rising up from their imprisonment underground on Altair, evil has returned and the Grigori are on a destructive path of revenge. When their preferred food source becomes scarce, Earth, a world teaming with humans, becomes their target.

Trapped in the middle between the old world and the new, a little girl is cursed with horrific visions from the past. From an Ancient world to the new world on Earth, this is a tale of myth and legend, mayhem and magic, birth and death. A tale of families torn apart, souls searching for lost loves, and evil is walking out of the shadows. You can run, but you cannot run forever.

Over the centuries, from the time before time, the Grigori were called many things. In Greece, they called them, Vrykolakas. In Romania, Strigoi. In earlier times, there were others. Other blood-sucking demons, that preyed on the innocent. In ancient Babylonia, it was Lilitu and her sistren, who instilled fear among the Babylonians. In the new world, they would go by another name. Vampire.

A world that defies logic and reason. A world that may very well be true: Paradox – The Angels Are Here.

I have loved and lost in so many different ways. And I have died endless deaths…  So when I ask myself the question today, who am I? My answer is…I do not know. My name is Juliette. Nine hundred years ago, I died. Today, I am alive… this is my story.

Paradox – Progeny Of innocence (book 2)

Paradox – Bound By Blood (book 3) October 2012 Release

Excerpt from book 3 – Bound By Blood

Chapter 1 – I Will Remember

New World – Darwin 2009

You will fly and you will crawl; God knows even angels fall. No such thing as you lost it all. God knows even angels fall. It’s a secret no one tells; One day it’s heaven, one day it’s hell.

Even Angels Fall – Lyrics by Jessica Riddle

“Run!”  A girl’s voice screamed into the night, breaking the spell of Damon’s kiss, and tearing me away from his embrace.

However, it wasn’t the warning from the blond-haired girl standing rigid with bow in hand preparing to shoot that alerted Damon to the pending danger, but the guttural sound resonating from the throat of the advancing black beast from the shadows. He swung around, pushing me behind him and then crouched, preparing for the attacking animal.  The menacing growl from Damon’s lips made me shudder.  In the eyes of any mortal, boy and beast were both adept instruments of death in their own lethal way.

“Run!” the girl shouts again over the crashing waves far below as she swiftly pulled an arrow taunt in her bow until her fingers rested gently against her cheek.  Then she took aim, released her fingers, and let the arrow fly toward the predator leaping high into the air.  The arrow, true to its target, pierced the skull of the animal dead center between its yellow eyes, felling the rancid smelling beast with a heavy thud at Damon’s feet.  Immediately, as if on cue, with lips pulled back over a row of razor-sharp fangs, another beastly hound leapt forward to take the downed beast’s place.

The blonde girl released another arrow, sending it soaring through the air, and impaling the beast solidly in its hindquarters.  The beast howled in agony, whipped its massive head around, seized the projectile between its fangs, and yanked the arrow, coated with its own blood and sinew, from its flesh with one quick flick of its head.

The animal, although wounded, stayed true to its task.

Its enormous paws drummed the earth as the beast powered forward at an alarming pace.   Then suddenly it leapt into the air, long claws protruding from its paws, ready for its lethal impact.

The girl shot another arrow, bringing the beast down at our feet.  “Get her out of here, now!”  She yelled at Damon as a bolt of lightening crackled through the black sky, charging it with an electric humming sound, inaudible to the human ear.  “I can take care of this.  Go!” she yelled, as she aimed and released another arrow.  She shot another, then another as further beasts, fangs drooling with threads of saliva, leapt out of the long shadows cast by the walls of the two-story school building.

Damon nodded and called back, “Holly, are you sure you can do this?”

“Yes, go!” she shouted again as she worked another arrow taunt in her bow. “I’ve got this. Go!”

Damon grabbed my hand and swiftly spun me around – and we ran…  The storm escalated with each footfall, whipping the beautiful long gown around my legs – Grace’s legs.  I started to fall, but Damon gripped my hand tighter and pulled me back onto my feet.  Muddy puddles of water, from the earlier storm, splashed up my legs as I ran, soiling the skirt of the long gown. I reached down with my free hand and gathered up the layers of fabric in my arm.

I could smell the foul breath of the beast as it thundered behind us along the dark cliff face, each second bringing it even closer. I could feel Grace’s heart pumping in my chest as she struggled against me to take back her body. Another wave crashed, spraying us with a mist of salty seawater.  I hung on with all of my strength onto Grace’s body. I was stronger, faster.  I could do this. I could save her.

“Are you okay, Juliette?”  Damon’s shout, almost inaudible by the howling wind as it whips around us.  I nod in response.  Inside I sensed Grace shaking her head. Her eyes are wide and frantic, brimming with tears.  I tried to subdue her, telling her that everything will be okay, if she would just let go, close her eyes, and pretend to sleep.  Even if she didn’t know it, didn’t trust me, she needed me to take care of her…

“Just a bit further,” Damon shouted, indicating a spot just up ahead.  “The rocks begin to fall away just beyond that tree.  If we jump out far enough, we will miss the rocks and land on the beach.  Can you do it?”

‘Nooo!’  I hear Grace’s panicked voice scream in my head, deafening me until all I can hear is her voice.  ‘I can’t do it.  The cliff’s too high.  Please don’t do this…  The fall will kill me!’  I can feel Grace’s fist beating against me from the inside in a vain attempt to escape this insanity.  ‘It’s just a dream,’ I whisper to her silently.  ‘Go back to sleep, Grace.’ For a moment, I feel her let go, giving me control of her body.

Damon squeezes my hand. “Juliette, are you ready?” he shouts as we neared the edge of the cliff face.

I spin my head around.  The beast is only seconds behind us, leaving us no choice but to jump.

“Yes!” I reply, as I feel Grace gasp, hold her breath, and grip Damon’s hand even tighter.  I hear her uttered a prayer, ‘God help me,’ and then, ‘I don’t want to die. Don’t let me die!‘  Then Grace did something that I was not expecting. She squeezed her eyes shut, leaving me blind…

I feel nothing but air beneath my feet as we jump, hand in hand, into the dark void.  Had we jumped out far enough to miss the rocks?  I can’t tell.  I feel Grace’s body prepare for the fatal impact as every muscle tenses, leaving me with one thought – that I had failed this girl, too.  I will Grace to open her eyes. ‘Please, Grace,’ I say, pleading with her. ‘I can’t see. You have to let me see. Please, open your eyes…’  I feel the quickening pulse of electricity crackle through her veins, and then her eyelids spring open, giving me sight once again.  ‘Thank you,’ I say silently, praising her.

For a few precious moments, as though frozen in time, we stop falling and we appear to float, suspended by an invisible thread from the heavens.  All at once, my hearing becomes amplified, allowing me to hear the most miniscule of sounds all around me – a twang, the flutter of a bird’s wing in flight, a sizzling disturbance in the air currents.  Grace’s breathing. Then the unmistakable sound of death.  A morbid pop followed by a sharp crack – the sound of tearing flesh and bones being broken.  A garbled hissing sound, as air escaped from a punctured lung, as one of Holly’s arrows tore into the ribcage of a ravenous beast.

A gush of putrid smelling blood and saliva spews from between the animal’s fangs as it opens its mouth and exhaled one last breath.  Then its lifeless body, contorted by death, crashed on the rocky outcrop far below.

A bolt of lightening streaks across the sky, severing the invisible thread that keeps us suspended, and we begin to fall.  I am alarmed at how fast the earth below is rushing up to greet us…  I turn to look at Damon, searching for answers, but he just smiles, unaffected by the foreseeable death on the rocks below.

For I see now, with absolute certainty, that we have not jumped far enough out from the cliff face.  The white sandy beach, which would have cushioned our fall, is still too far away to offer us any refuge from our pending fate.

So this is how this life, Grace’s life is going to end. I will remember her, of course, just like I remember all the others. This beautiful girl, Grace, who misses her dead father everyday, I will remember. The girl who fears the loss of her mother, and being left alone in this world, I will remember. A girl who dreams about a boy, and falling in love, I will remember. The same boy who is going to let her die, so that I may live again, I will remember.

How could I have been so wrong to put my trust in Damon?  Had I learned nothing? Was this his plan all along, to sacrifice Grace’s life in a bid to take me from this place?

Grace, sensing her looming predicament, inhaled a sharp breath and screamed, blocking out the sounds from the thunderous claps of thunder and the smashing waves that are crashing violently all around us – just Grace’s scream, exploding in my mind and the sensation of the salty damp air on my skin as we plummet earthward… toward Grace’s death. I see faces flash before my eyes. Kate, Brian, Wade, Angela, Joshua, Abe, Patrick and Zach. Grace is saying goodbye to all those she loves.

“I’m so sorry, Grace,” I whisper. “I’m so sorry.” Then I close my eyes, too, and wait for the end. I will remember.


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4 Comments leave one →
  1. July 13, 2012 12:28 pm

    This is killing me Patti I just cant wait anymore to read Bound By Blood, please tell me its coming out soon xxxxxx 🙂
    Nat

    • July 13, 2012 5:29 pm

      Hi Nat 🙂 late October is the due date 🙂 should have an ARC to you by mid October 🙂 Patti xxx

  2. July 13, 2012 1:34 am

    Got to be honest and admit I haven’t really taken the time to look properly before because this is not a genre that has ever appealed to me.

    But wow Patti.. What writing.. I need to know more about these people..xxx

    • July 13, 2012 1:47 am

      Thank you Rosie. Very nice of you to say so 🙂 Patti xx

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