Monthly Archives: May 2015

“I am your lineage?”

blade

A voice as enormous as the man boomed, “He is not here Patrick. You are alone. It is just you and me.”

He snarled at him, “If you’re going to kill me, then do it, before I kill you.”

The giant expressed great mirth, the large heavy plates of armour shaking up and down as he laughed. “I am not here to kill you, Patrick. I am here to warn you.”

“Warn me about what? Who are you?”

The energy flowing from the massive blade flowed through him, completely immobilizing him, powerless to resist. The soldier continued, “I am Babken, son of King Tiridates, soldier of the Lord, Our God. Your mother Patrick, and you, are the direct descendants of the great King.”

Patrick was in disbelief, “I am your lineage?”

**This is an excerpt from the third book in the Superstars Trilogy. Get your copy at Amazon!

Let’s enjoy the show and not talk about Best anymore tonight

stage lightsHe pulled her closer to him and reassured her: “All we can do is try to hang in there. We have to keep an eye on them until Father O’Sullivan and the detective find a way through this. We need to keep them safe from each other and the best way to do that is keep them immersed in their music. Whether it’s out here on stage or in the studio, when they are performing they are safe from each other and the world is safe from them.”

He watched her look at him, with her eyes glowing from the sparkle of the stage lights, when she declared: “We could just run. Get away from all of this. Go somewhere far away where we cannot be found by Best. Please Avery; let’s just go, right now.”

The chaos of the music and the crowd swirled around them while he held her close and looked deep into her eyes before he answered: “You know we cannot do that. We cannot leave them. We are their only hope until the others get here. We will be safe till the end of the European Tour at least. Best needs the both of us to keep this thing going and only we can ensure that it does so we are safe for now. Trust me sweetheart, we will be okay and somehow we must trust that Father O’Sullivan will find a way to defeat Best and end this horror and set these kids free. We have to believe in that.”

She squeezed him back and said, “You’re right. Let’s enjoy the show and not talk about Best anymore tonight, okay?”

**This is an excerpt from the third book in the Superstars Trilogy. Get your copy at Amazon!

Don’t threaten me, Best

black hole“I’m not asking you, Avery. I’m telling you. Do as I say, and do it well, or you know what the consequences will be.”

“Don’t threaten me, Best. You are all encompassing, are you not? You can put together your own benefit concert. I’ll look for something better to do, like maybe, finding a way to destroy you.”

He was getting annoyed with Johnson and this conversation: “Let me ask you a question. Since you’re the best music manager and producer in the industry, can Vasallus excel with five members as well as the six of them? One less female singer shouldn’t affect the harmonies, will it? I have been thinking the Irish lilt in the vocals is a bit distractive to the overall sound. What do you think Avery?”

“I think you should crawl back into that black hole from where you come and stay there. I think when you do, the Lord will cover that hole and snap a heavenly lock on it that from which you will never break free.”

The mention of His name in this conversation infuriated Him. He was done playing games with this human: “The luck of the Irish just ran out, Johnson. Chloë’s death is on your hands.”

**This is an excerpt from the third book in the Superstars Trilogy. Get your copy at Amazon!