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What do you do when you face the biggest fear of losing somebody you love? And
what do the boys and men in this epic story about lust for life and love do? Do
they cave in and lose their faith or do they fall, get to their feet again and
fight on for the most powerful belief of all? And how do immortals influence
their fates? Deathbearer is prowling around the Cherson's army encampment and
this time she has found a better instrument for her malicious vengeance. Will
her plotting destroy Belial's favorites or will he be able to protect them from
all harm?
Two boys, five men, and two immortals. Twenty-two nights of life. What will the full moon night bring? Find out in the second part of Trails of Love I Crawl trilogy.
SNEAK PEEK
A cold shiver raked Viktor's spine
as he gaped into his abductor's pale fluorite irises. There was nowhere where he
could hide from their inquisitive glint. They saw into the deepest depths of his
soul. They measured, they evaluated and nothing could be concealed from them.
Nothing. For this was Hell. This was where the card game with life ended. It
only surprised him that he was actually... still alive. Mortified to the core by
the lack of self-control he had just exhibited... but alive.
The creature's full lips curled in
a smile worth dying for and the most seductive, husky tones of his voice drowned
out all disconcerting, rasping moans coming from the yard. “There is no reason
why you shouldn't be alive, Viktor. Void can be a very lively place and some of
its attractions are better consumed when you still have your body.” Dear Lord,
the sensual melody of the demon's speech was dripping with lust, need and pleasure. It whispered
and screamed of delighted moans and anguished delectation. All desire of the
world was in its harmonious euphony. It felt as if an ancient, beautiful deity
spoke to a puny mortal, making him long to hear every word again and again and
again. But he couldn't yield to the spell, though it partly soothed his fear.
No. His hand might be empty at the moment but... there still there were cards to
play with life. Back in the mortal realm. As long as he was alive he could still
hope that one day, just perhaps, he would be able to speak to his
Amédée
again and win him back.
Strangely enough, this close
encounter with danger swept all self-pity thoughts away and Viktor's mind regained its ability to actually think
and bounce back from the latest setback. One lost round didn't prefigure that everything was lost forever. But
if he wanted to see his bunny again, he had to make it out of here alive. And it
meant two things. Not to anger the alluring child of darkness in front of him
and not to listen to his bewitching lullabies.
Bracing
himself for the hardest game of his life, against a player countless times more
experienced than he was, Viktor licked his lips and answered: “Your Lordship,
with all the due respect to your hospitality, I would prefer to consume the
attractions of the mortal realm while I still have my body.” But the demon only
shook his head in amusement before he spoke again. “You're being cheeky, pet.
Cheeky but still respectful. It saves you from punishment for now but the mortal
realm is beyond your reach and it will stay so.”
No, Viktor
had not expected another answer for the start. The demon hadn't kidnapped him
for nothing. And from the way he kept addressing him, Viktor could easily deduce
his prospective role here. It wasn't to his liking. Not even for a god like
creature. But still he couldn't really wrench his sight off the pale irises that
had imprisoned him in their smoldering look. Gazing into them, he gave a
cracked: “Isn't there a way to earn a privilege to... visit it... again, my
lord?”
The demon
arched his brow at his boldness and reiterated: “No, darling pet. It's just in
fairy tales for children that a daring prince gets a bargain from a devil. You
are no longer a little boy to believe such stories, are
you?”
Fairy
tales. He had believed in one. And it had ended all too quickly. He had ended it
all too quickly. “No, I don't believe in fairy tales, my lord. But I have an
unfinished business there. Couldn't I be allowed to tend to it
before...”
“An unfinished business you say.
Amédée?” So, the demon really knew everything. And the tone
of his voice revealed how entertaining he found Viktor's struggle to be together
with his bunny. But there was nothing amusing in his plight. It burned in his
mind and in his heart like the flames of inferno. But his abductor wouldn't
understand. Nobody would. Biting his upper lip, he nodded and finally managed to
avert his sight. Just a little. Just not to let the demon see the glint of
unspilled tears.
“Oh, I
think that is a closed chapter. He told you he wouldn't leave with you. Don't
you remember?” It sounded as if the voice wanted to pull all his anguish to the
light and make him admit a defeat. But he wouldn't. Only his throat tightened
involuntarily still before he replied: “Words can be spoken in a rush. It
doesn't make them the truest of truth.”
“No, it
doesn't. I'll grant you that. After all, who should know it better than a
charming impostor like you are.” Touché. A painful one. So, the
demon really knew everything, and Viktor
didn't manage more than an uneasy croak: “Is that why I'm here?” and a quick
glance back into the demon's eyes. If he was actually mistaken about his role
here, Void might be a hotter place than the pillory in Cibinium. And Maker knew
what the demon actually meant by the attractions of Void and what the ways to
consume them were. A cold fist of fear punched his stomach and forced all air
out of his lungs. It didn't seem likely that he would be able to pull an inhale
in any time soon. Lowering his sight, he awaited the verdict and felt cold sweat
of fright forming between his shoulder blades once again.
“Partly.
But mainly because you roused my interest, Viktor. You'll be allowed a choice
later tonight whether you want to be here as my pet or as a trickster. Let's get
you ready for your decision.” Maker, it wasn't exactly a reassuring statement.
Especially given the fact that while casting his eyes down, he hadn't been able
to avoid catching a glimpse of the demon's naked magnificence. Of his almost
alabaster white, unblemished complexion, his sculpted body, and... his...
package. While everything about this creature was breathtakingly beautiful,
Viktor just knew he couldn't possibly take the demon's shaft into his body and
so the prospect of getting ready for a decision didn't fill him with an
excited anticipation. His executor chuckled above him and the sound forced
Viktor to tilt his head back again and seek the demon's look, despite the
protests of his neck muscles. Why did the creature have to be by two heads
taller than him and why did he have to be so well endowed? The former was a pain
for his neck, the latter...
“Your
thought processes amuse me. I'll have to disappoint you though. Your
preparations don't entail what you think they do.” Oh, Viktor was in fact as far
from a disappointment as Blodwyn from Rhyda. A vast sea of relief lay between
him and that emotion. But only until the demon added: “My pets will help you to
get ready. You are to obey their every command, Viktor. And if you are as clever
as I think you to be, you will do exactly what they'll say.” The nonchalant
words jabbed at Viktor's pride so hard that he swayed. He... he had had a master
but never, never had he been a pet of somebody's pets. A protest was rising to
his lips but he managed to swallow it. Together with his momentarily unhelpful
pride. Not to anger the demon. That was the key to his freedom. If there was a
key in the first place.
The wide
smirk on the demon's full pouts revealed that he shamelessly enjoyed reading
every single thought in his mind. It wasn't fair. But the gamble with life
rarely was. And so it came as no surprise when his kidnapper advised him of his
view. “Freedom is a severely overestimated concept.” Without giving him a chance
to react in any verbal way, the devil snapped his fingers and called his pets:
“Argyros, Donn!”
Before the proud
something in Viktor cringed in expectation of the unspeakable humiliation of
submission to playthings, the first of the demon's minions appeared out of the
nowhere and his beauty left him with his mouth agape. Thunderstruck with
loveliness of darkness, he could barely breathe and almost overheard his
captor's entertained words: “Servitude, my dear, is but a small price to pay for
closeness with perfection.” He couldn't shake his head to disagree. Not when
whole his attention was on the silvery apparition approaching him so slowly. So
painfully slowly. Everything about the demon boy seemed to be made of the
purest, shiniest silver. More alluring than moonlight could ever be. His
complexion, his lips, his hair. Everything. Everything but for a pair of wings
in the most delicate pigeon blue and rose colors. Viktor could almost hear their
silent swoosh through the air when the youth half unfurled them in apparent
excitement from seeing his master. And the demon lord responded with the same
gesture. His pale green membranous wings greeted the young one with a light
flutter and Viktor immediately understood it was an unspoken way of the same
reaffirmations he so much longed to hear from Amédée's
lips. Yours I am and You're mine were exchanged in front of his
eyes without a single word. And left him aching for such intimacy.
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