Blog Tour: Crimson Reign by V.L. Moon & J.T. Cheyanne
Crimson Reign Blog Tour
By V.L. Moon & J.T.
Cheyanne
December 27 – January 10
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Synopsis
A pulse of light preceded the gift of
life breathed into the coldest and darkest of souls. Bathed in the
glow of celestial love and swathed in a blanket of black satin wings
nestled a king among kings, a vampire born to destroy the decay
threatening to eradicate the race he was destined to save.
An
angelic heart torn by yearning, suffering and pain throbbed to the
rhythm of the life he created; a life prophesied in the scriptures by
the Creator’s own hand. A vow of servitude given in blood sealed
the fate of a Seraphim's heart and tied it eternally to the creation
he craves, protects…loves.
Ancient treaties are lost
and reborn, rising from the ashes as the Nephilim ravage the vampire
race. The deviant desire that soared in Malachi Denali's blood
threatens to bring Rome to its knees when Malachi's world, his soul
and his heart are brutally shattered and torn apart.
Will
purity born of an angel's love be enough to calm the savage mind of
Malachi Denali? Or will Laziel be doomed to a life of purgatory for
loving the life he was gifted to create…
This is not a HEA,
or even a HFN....Who knows what will happen to seal their fate...only
time will tell. Vampires, angels, demons and wolves together with
love, betrayal, sadness and yearning make up the ongoing story that
is...
The Crimson Nights Saga.
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TRAILER
Excerpt
“Your
Excellency, Malachi Azarian Denali, King of the Vampire race.” The
deep intonations of the man at the Pope’s side subsided into
nothing at the casual wave of the papal hand.
“We’ve
been introduced, Gabriel. Numerous times.” Before the affronted man
could object, Pope Gregori XVII stepped forward and clasped Lachi’s
hand warmly. “Sorry, for such short notice, Malachi. Can we walk
just a moment?”
Malachi nodded once, and met the angel’s
piercing gaze. He swept a pointed glance at Gabriel. Laziel smirked
and stepped between the hovering secretary and the Pope.
“What
the…,” Gabriel sputtered. “I have to go with him.”
“What
you have to do is stay where you are, unless you want to try a little
one on one time with this celestial.” The quiet menace in Laziel’s
voice and the mental image of his own personal time with the angel
sent a tingle of awareness down Malachi’s spine. He tamped down his
body’s eager response when Gregori's low whisper caught his
ear.
“I’m not sure it is safe to talk here. The very
walls have ears, as the saying goes.”
“Not anymore, they
don’t.”
The Pope chuckled. “Wish I could do
that.”
“We’ve had this discussion before
Gregori.”
Another quick laugh spilled forth. “I
thank you for the offer yet again, my friend, but the answer is still
no.” Out of earshot of the human, but still within Laziel’s
range, his face grew serious and he sighed. “The Vatican and the
church are rife with venality. I’m not sure who around me I can
trust with the exception of my God, you and Laziel.” He stopped at
the window and gazed out into the night sky. “I’ll be blunt. You
have a traitor in your midst, vampire. A high ranking one, if I guess
correctly.”
“Tell me what you know.”
“This
morning, I received an email, my personal account of which few have
knowledge or access. It spews tales of corruption and deceit in the
vampire court, and hinted at trouble during your last Elder meeting.
It’s unsigned and to my limited experience untraceable.”
Malachi
stood stoic giving no indication of the fury flashing like wildfire
through his veins. In deference to the holy man at his side, he
harnessed the snarl and the curse that coiled in his throat.
“Darklon.” The immoral bastard was upping the stakes, stepping
outside the vampire realm. In the grand scheme of things, it was
taboo to reveal anything vampiric to the humans. To do so invited
instant death. Malachi’s gut twisted with hatred for the male that
dogged his steps causing havoc and mayhem while maintaining a
pristine image. There would be no proof, no way to tie the email to
the Elder, but it stank of his touch. Only he would be deranged
enough or smug enough to contact the humans and expect to profit. A
more ominous thought struck. If he’d come to some agreement with
the humans, Nephilim would not be far behind. As if he sensed the
inner turmoil, Gregori laid a hand on Malachi’s arm then quickly
withdrew casting a glance back over his shoulder at the angel.
“You
have nothing to fear from Laziel. If he thought you were a threat,
he’d never have left my side.” Absently, Malachi reassured the
male and rested a hand on the Pope’s shoulder. He tossed his own
gaze toward the angel, and smothered a smile that threatened when the
cheeky bastard winked at him.
AUTHOR
BIOS and CONTACT LINKS:
JT
After
a lifetime of reading and at the suggestion of friends, J.T. finally
put fingers to keys and started writing her own stories. It’s been
a wildly amazing ride full of tears, exhilaration and plain old hard
work. Thankfully, her three beautiful children support her craziness
and encourage her to continue something she loves. While she does
write solo stories, she thrives on the work she does with V.L. Moon,
her writing partner and fiance. What a small world it is indeed Mr.
Disney when a small town girl from Alabama can find and write with a
big city girl from England. What a ride it has been and continues to
be!
VL
V.L.
is an avid book reader and a lover of long dark winter nights tucked
up with a rather fruity glass of red and her partner in crime J. T.
Cheyanne. She aspires to conquer the world with J.T. and their love
of vampires, angels and wolves mixed in with some mighty fine Gods
and a deluge of hot gay romance.
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Thank you for hosting Crimson Reign on the blog tour. We appreciate your support!
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