The Fire Burning Within

What if you knew there was something wrong with you, something that was nearly destroying your very humanity? Could or would you do anything to stop your actions before you succumbed to the angry and very ugly beast living within or would your fall prey to the monsters who hold you at bay? Hmmm… A question, isn’t it? I’m continuing on my lovely ride participating in the Howloween Blog Hop and today is the second in the Fire series – Blue Fire and a bonus taste – never seen before – an upcoming excerpt from the soon to be released finale to the collection – Yellow Fire – Acceptance.

For the contest today  ask you this – if you were faced with losing your very human side, what would you do any why the choice? Lots of fun prizes I’m giving away so don’t forget to leave your email when you answer. And now for a terrifying taste…



Detective Jax Steele is baffled by a case involving several missing children of prominent and upper scale Richmond citizens. His homicide department tapped after a congressman’s son turns up mutilated he and his partner have few clues as to who could be committing such heinous crimes. When a tip leads them to an exclusive and secret BDSM club Jax is forced to ask for help from his ex lover, Aleksandr Vasiliev, the Russian artist who he can’t forget but refuses to indulge in their shared passion of a D/s relationship while unwilling to accept Aleks is a creature of the night. As the horrors
mount, terrifying memories of his childhood haunt Jax including shadowed whispers of some ancient culture.

As another young adult is found with a second connection to the club and to a group of prominent politicians, Jax has no choice but to go undercover with Aleks posing as a couple. While the killer continues his reign of terror he leads them down a twisted path of dark secrets until both men are faced with an uncertain future. Unfortunately the monster enjoys their game of cat and mouse and both lives are slammed into the path of the killer bent on revenge and on securing the ancient Kingdom that Aleks denies. As Jax is finally forced to face not only his needs but the ugly reality that Aleks is a vampire, he has to make a the most difficult choice of his life, complete domination or allowing more innocent humans to die.

EXCERPT – Unedited

In the days of the beginnings they knew no end. In the time before the Passing they celebrated life that held no bindings of man or beast. In the days of the Kingdom they celebrated in life and in death as they needed until they were forced to ask for more…    

His heart racing Timmy couldn’t see a thing in the ugly darkness. Why the hell did he want to get involved with this fucking bullshit in the first place? Hissing, he stumbled forward and slammed into something sharp. “Fuck!” Slapping his hand over his mouth to keep from screaming, he crouched in the shadows to catch his breath and calm his ragged nerves. Stealing a glance down the alley he could swear he heard cars close enough by. If he could only make it to a major street then he would be okay. Maybe. Sucking in his breath he took a step out and glanced back and forth. There was nothing he could make out but then again, monsters didn’t announce themselves. The ridiculous thought almost brought a smile.

You can do this. You have the courage. Taking a single step out he almost dropped to his knees he was shaking so badly. This wasn’t about courage. This was about getting away from the freaks who were trying to kill him after they fucking used him like the whipping boy he’d become. Panting, Timmy put one foot in front of the other and inched out a step at a time stopping to listen every few inches. They were hunting. He could feel it in his bones. They wanted not only his body but his blood.

He took two more steps and strained to hear anything out of the ordinary. Only the sounds of the city with distant screeching brakes and the rattles and beeps were evident. Then again he wasn’t in the best part of town. Swallowing hard he took two long strides and stopped as the single scraping noise drew his attention. His entire body shaking he turned slowly and peered down the alley. Goddamn it’s fucking dark. Shit! Go! Go! Go! Everything seemed smothering to him and he longed to take back the last few days. If only he could wake up from the nightmare and go home to his warm bed and mangy dog he loved so much. If only he could taste his mother’s lasagna and be forced to go to school. If only he hadn’t met them. Then maybe he’d still have a chance.

Another clang rattled from the very bowels of the back of the group of buildings. Shivering, Timmy eyed the area one more time before giving himself a mental kick in the ass. He was a long distance runner for God’s sake. He could sprint to the end of the alley and out onto the street in five seconds flat. Yeah. That’s it. Licking his lips he crossed himself and said a silent prayer before taking off running. Too bad he forgot how damaged his body truly was.

Lumbering down the alley, he tripped twice on his own feet before he heard a low chuckle, the dangerous resonance floating across the humid air like a beacon to the Devil himself. Don’t stop. Don’t do it. They only want to scare you. But the truth was he knew better. They wanted to play with him, fuck him and feast. Or at least that’s what the ugly freak kept telling him over and over again as they toyed with his naked body. He shuddered remembering the horrible sexual things the masked monsters did to him. Tears welled in the corners of his eyes. Wiping them away furiously he pressed on until he heard a second hissing chuckle and this time the even deeper timbre was closer. They were stalking him. Timmy was nothing more than prey.

He willed his body forward with everything he had as sounds of cars going back and forth in the intersection was comforting. Yes. He could do this. He was going to make it. The closer he came to the opening the brighter the lights were and he was almost giddy smelling the car fumes as he tumbled forward, every part of his body aching. Almost there. Almost. You can do it. His heart racing he could almost feel the victory dancing just in front of his eyes.

Garnering the last of his strength and will to live he stumbled out on the sidewalk, nearly blinded from the single streetlight. “Yes!” There was something so incredible about the knowledge he was going to be okay. He was going to make it that he turned around and lifted his middle finger, daring all the fucking freaks to bother him now. As a horn blared in the distance he turned quickly.

Just as he was yanked forcefully into the darkness. “Argh!” Hands were wrapped tightly around his throat. In a complete state of panic Timmy fought and kicked and scratched trying to get free as the utter force of evil wrapped itself around his body. He couldn’t breathe and couldn’t see as his captors howled into the darkness.

“You really think you could get away from us, boy?” Hissing, he leaned over the boy and raked his tongue down Timmy’s face.

“He’ll pay and we’ll have such fun in the process,” the other whispered, his voice strangled by rage.

The boy shivered, his legs kicking out involuntarily. He’d never heard the men call each other by name and in truth had never seen their faces. Always shrouded by clothes or masks he knew they weren’t the only ones involved but they were the ones in charge. And the two he feared the most. They’d prodded and fucked every part of his body and in turn he’d been forced to please so many. He closed his eyes and tried to remember a song from his childhood and the one he kept singing over and over but only the thumping of his heart he could concentrate on. Somehow he couldn’t comprehend exactly what he was doing but Timmy did exactly as they asked never questioning after the first round of beatings almost cost him his eye. Sucking in his breath he dropped his head in the submissive stance they’d drilled into his head. “Please. I’ll…be…good!” Barely able to get the words out, he struggled with the strong hands that held him knowing damn well there was no use in fighting. He was toast.

The taller of the two men jerked him around to face the alley. “No more games, little Timmy. It’s time to die.”





During a series of violent attacks gripping the city of Richmond, Virginia, Aleksandr Vasiliev begins to have nagging nightmares about his old nemeses and previous lover, Durac Chantal. As the gruesome mutilations continue, he realizes the monster is behind the latest murders. The Time of Passing is near and there is no way he can fight his destiny any longer. Haunting visions of his blood son, taken at the hands of a madman, refuse to leave him and he realizes solving the crime will drag him back into the pits of hell. As he turns to his lover and destined mate, Detective Jax Steele, for help they begin their final journey into what might be Aleks’ ultimate demise, a complete submittal to the Fade and the end of his life. Another force is in control of his people and it’s only a matter of time before the final Red Moon approaches, destroying what’s left of humanity.

No longer fearing the world of the night creatures, Jax hungers for more of the dark side of their D/s relationship, having completely submitted his body and his very soul to Aleks. As both men head down a path facing brutal tortures, Aleks is framed and Jax is forced to fight a monster with nothing but his heightened level of humanity. As a little boy is brought forth as a bargaining chip and the final truth about the rise of the vampires is learned, Jax is faced with a single life-altering question. Will he succumb to the ultimate sacrifice and embrace the final acceptance, entering into a life of immortality in order to save the man, his lover and the monster behind the mask? Or have the savage beasts won their fight to rule the world?


“And the end of time is upon us and the rightful master shall become King,” Durac Chantal recited as he moved in a full circle around the brooding Russian. “Drefar Donga Temaine. The moment has arrived, the destiny we all seek. The time of the Passing will be our salvation. You must embrace what always belonged to you or all will be lost to the Fade. There is little time remaining. The Red Moon is upon us. Preparation has to begin.”

“No! I refuse to accept.”

“You must listen to me, Aleksandr. You’re the rightful King of our people. I was merely sent to you as a protector and instead I became your lover. I wanted more from our relationship as your mate. When I turned you it was because I was required to. There are many things I still need to tell you but there’s no time. If you don’t accept your position and come back with me to the old country, then our family will begin the Fade.”

“Betwa dormagnon elan.Hissing, Aleksandr Vasiliev studied Durac, the man who he’d loved once, many lifetimes before. This man, this murderer, was the cause for the betrayal of his kind and could tell the biting words held no meaning for the monster.

Throwing back his head Durac laughed as he held up the bottle of branding lotion, exhaling slowly as if in reverence. “Then your people will die in the very flames of hell. They will know no salvation, only torture as they remain in a frozen state for all eternity. And you will be the martyr and one hunted by the Drulins. Trust me, brother, they will find you and when they do they will destroy all you hold dear. Are you ready to give up the fight and allow the ugly creatures to claim what we worked so hard to achieve since the beginning of time. Or will you finally accept the Kingdom?”

“It’s my people now? You mean the throne of death? I want no part of your world. You betrayed us all.” Turning his back, Aleks slipped his hand into his shirt, fingering the amulet, the single most important piece of weaponry of his kind. Many had died in an effort to secure the glistening stone, secured by forged silver and gold. Some said a gift from the heavens, but he knew better. This was the damnation from Satan himself. Durac was right about one aspect. There would be no salvation for his people, only pain and torture. The story was still unfolding.

“So be it! Everyone you think you’ve ever cared about will die.”

“You took what didn’t belong to you!” Aleks snapped. “You were the cause of my wife’s death.”

Grinning, Durac closed the distance and narrowed his eyes. “And now I’ll be the cause of the death of your mate. Only then will you understand my level of powers. Only then will you understand what you’ve just given up. And then hell will embrace you.”

Hell had already embraced him, dragging him into despair and an uncontrollable rage. Sitting up from the silk sheets, Aleksandr issued a husky, keening howl, one only his kind could hear and yet he sensed Jax stirring next to him. As he turned to face his lover, the man who would be his mate soon enough, he dragged the tip of his tongue across his sharp canines. The nightmares were getting worse and had been since the time of the waning crescent Red Moon. The event had been a foretelling for his people and sadly all of mankind. Unfortunately humans knew little of the creatures of the night surrounding them, waiting with baited breath to annihilate and consume their sex, their flesh and their blood. They needed to go about their normal lives in disbelieve of the evil luring in their dark streets. While some of the dream was based in actual memories, the rest he wasn’t certain about. But he knew one thing. Evil was lurking everywhere and this time no one would survive.

He hadn’t been able to get Durac out of his mind since he heard about his son. His son. Simply saying the words enraged and confused the hell out of him. How could he not know Dimitri was his blood son? While the damning answer continued to nag him, he knew why. Durac. His not knowing had been his son’s only safety net and now the fucker had his baby. Holding out his hand, he allowed a shower of moonlight to trickle down the length of his arm.

Even his complexion had changed. Aleks longed to fight the realization of what was truly happening, but even the monster filling his every dream state reminded him he could no longer run. As Jax shifted and issued a single moan, he turned to face his lover, brushing the tips of his fingers down his cheek. He’d told the good detective only as much as he was able up to this point, but soon the entire ancient story as well as the curse would need to be shown to the human.

Exhaling slowly, the tone was laced with a deep growl and he realized the man wanted to believe he was still human, but the truth was far from the case. Jax Steele had ceased to be even remotely human the day they’d exchanged blood, now months before. Sadly, there were so many things he needed to discuss with the detective and the aspect concerned him on many levels. When the man knew the truth he would likely run. Hell, he would. The detective continued to fight his own destiny but soon enough he would have to face the inevitable. Inhaling the man’s scent, he grew hungry. Lowering his head, he allowed his fangs to elongate as he neared the man’s creamy skin. With one hand he rubbed down Jax’ chest to his groin, enjoying the feel of his pubic hair surrounding his swelling cock.

“I could take you easily again.” The words whispered, Aleks took a single nail and slid the tip down his shaft to his balls, swirling around Jax’ testicles as he drank in the man’s rugged good looks. He leaned down and captured his lover’s mouth, pressing his tongue inside. As he bit down, several drops of blood flowed into the back of his throat. This was only a snack, a taste until he could fully feed, but his feast wouldn’t be offered from his lover. Instead, he would find a suitable donor. He craved blood and sex from a true human and not the hybrid Jax had already become.

Snarling, the ugly truth was he had to have the blood and sex of a human in order to survive. How he hated what he was becoming. When he eased back, the look of pure ecstasy riding the detective’s face gave him pause. Yes, the man was indeed insatiable.

He licked the drops of blood from his lips and rose from the bed. The cloak of darkness and the need to feed was calling. Morning would dawn far too quickly and his hunger had to be abated before then. Giving Jax one last longing look, the vampire faded into the shadows.

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Kisses   xxx





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1 Response to The Fire Burning Within

  1. ceagles20 says:

    Hi. That’s a tough question. I guess I’d have to make sure fighting to stay human was worth it. Also it depends on what I’d have to do to stay human. No killing friends or loved ones. or anyone for that matter unless I was directly attacked and it couldn’t be helped. I guess not a straight answer but the best I could come up with. It’s a question that really can’t be answered unless your actually in that situation at that moment



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