#forryn

GOOD MORNING, LIKERS!!!

Starting this #humpday...thinking.

Like...I still have to reposting my #nicholas tale over at the book page AKA www.facebook.com/darkenverse.

To remember...or to forget? 

 DARKENED TABULA...the next book in the DARKENED series...OUT NOW!!!

 https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08DMP47MK/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_bibl_vppi_i0 

 ABOUT THE BOOK: 

To remember who you are…or forge a new path… 

Daniel Westberg was dead. 

In order to save the ones he loved from the obsessive wrath of his creator/lover Jared, the Nosferatu Daniel made the sacrifice. Turning his back on the prophecy that claimed he was the ‘One,’ Daniel threw Jared and himself into the sun. All that was left was ashes. 

And now…he lives again in Darkened Tabula, Book 3 in the Darkened series.

Resurrected at the end of Darkchilde, Daniel discovers himself underneath the futuristic city-state of London, a prisoner of the vicious shifters called Forryn. A pawn in a dangerous game between the various clans and with no memory of his past life, Daniel forms a connection with Eli, head of the reigning clan. However, that growing bond becomes threatened by Daniel’s own desire to uncover the truth of his past. Also a danger to their bond is the mystery of a stranger, one with a familiar lopsided grin and whom presence makes Daniel question his sanity. 

Meanwhile in the city-state of Egypt, Ebony, Daniel’s sister and heroine from Darkchilde, is unaware of her brother’s return. She, along with her Nosferatu lover Nicholas, discover something sinister. So sinister that it leads them back to London. Back to government agents intent on discovering the existence of their kind and others. Back to witches and their flight. Back to her maker Ursula and her games, games that involve Victor, current leader of the Nosferatu…and Ebony’s ex…who might be playing games of his own. 

Time is of the essence. As the mysterious stranger drops breadcrumbs into Daniel’s mind, hints of memory spring forth. The more he learns, the more Daniel no longer wants to be a pawn. 

But…what does he want to be? 

The person he used to be…the prophesied One that will bridge the world of the living and the dead? 

OR the person he is now…a darkened tabula rasa with a second chance at the life he wants…? 

To remember...or to forget?

DARKENED TABULA...the new book in the DARKENED series!!!

Out NOW!!!

https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B08DMP47MK/ref=dbs_a_def_rwt_bibl_vppi_i0

Now...about that teaser...lol.

Teaser 3 from DARKENED TABULA...

Two hovertaxis. A vox through lower tunnels. Then a hop into the lower lower tunnels later, we were back in the tunnels the Forryn hid in. People rarely came down here other than routine maintenance checks. After all, anti-grav technology that held up the Floataves from the ruined Earth below was not easy to come by. I giggled. I knew I should feel bad. However…I thought the test was a success. My speed had greatly improved since Eli had calmed me down and revealed what had happened to me. That as well as the existence of witches would come in handy.

“What were you thinking?” Eli demanded.

I looked at him. While the tunnels were pitch black, my Nosferatu eyes could see as easily as if it was daylight. Eli glared at me. I threw a glare of my own back.

“I was defending us,” I replied. “They would not let us leave.”

“You were too showy, Daniel-san,” Eli said.

“No,” I countered. “I was subtle.”

“Telekinetics are anything but,” Eli shot back. “So are throat cuts.”

“Well, it is not like you could reveal yourself,” I said, standing in front of him. “Did you not tell me this world has cameras everywhere?”

“I did,” Eli said. “So why?”

“I trust your techies can hack a dive bar system.”

“Trust? Coming from you?”

Suddenly, I felt a movement. I turned in time to see a figure shoot up. Claws encircled my throat. Before I knew it, I was pinned to the steel walls. Yellow eyes stared back at me.

It was on its furry hind legs, their position reminiscent of a fawn. Fur popped highly from the back of its torn clothes. It growled, its snout full of long sharply narrow teeth. I would have clawed its face off, however its long arms kept me firmly out of reach.

“So,” the Forryn said in a bestial voice, “who is going to explain what is going on here?”