xmlns:og='http://ogp.me/ns#' Kryssie Fortune: Why is Taken as Theirs Suddenly Topical? #mfrwbooks #paranormal #plague

Tuesday 18 February 2020

Why is Taken as Theirs Suddenly Topical? #mfrwbooks #paranormal #plague




Taken as Theirs came from a book my Literary Group read. After the TV series of The Handmaids Tale, we read the Margret Atwood book. I hadn’t seen the TV series so I came to it with no preconceptions.

I loved the book, but I had so many What if? questions started.

What if a disease decimated mankind?

What if vampires, demons, and werewolves lived among us?

What if the paranormal species were immune to the disease?

What if paranormals became the dominant species?

What if the disease left most females, whatever their species infertile?

Would those women become the survivors’ greatest treasure? Or would they become a commodity that powerful men could buy, sell, and breed?

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Excerpt


Wolf senses on full alert, Dane guarded Eli’s back as they moved around the inner courtyard walls. Earlier, when Eli had delivered the first ale barrels, he’d dumped a rope behind the horse trough. Now he retrieved it and slung it over one shoulder.
Dane had thought his brother’s hormones had gone into hyperdrive—again. Just like they did around any attractive female. This sudden attraction to the breeder fit Eli’s love ‘em and leave ‘em pattern. On their last trip, there’d been a contretemps with the daughter of the Black Cardinal pack’s alpha. Hence their hasty exit from foreign territory.
Their father, alpha of the Dark Moon Prowlers had sent a diplomatic mission to soothe things over. Eli had shrugged his shoulders and taken Sable, his sister’s best friend for dinner. Now he mooned over the breeder.
Rubbing his scarred cheek, Dane sighed. Eli needed the pack’s approval. If the she-wolves melted when Eli flirted with them, so much the better. Eli had been that way since he fucked up when they were serving with the Special Forces team in Afghanistan.
Young and stupid, barely into their immortality, they’d thought they were invincible and enlisted. When a team member triggered an IED, Dane had covered his brother’s body with his own. If Eli had taken a step closer, he’d have been wiped off the planet. Instead, the explosive device left Dane peppered with nails and his right cheek ripped apart by shrapnel.
Sometimes—usually—Dane felt imperfect and flawed. Eli blamed himself of course, but Dane never had. He’d become the sensible one, the pack’s enforcer as well as their troubleshooter. Having seen the breeder, Dane understood Eli’s need to free her. Hell, getting her out of there unmolested mattered more than breathing.
Women always fell for Eli’s easy charm and killer smile, but they took one look at Dane’s scars and turned away. With his damaged face, he’d need to move with a wolf’s tricky cunning to win the breeder’s heart. Living without her wouldn’t be living at all.
They waited until the vampires fell on the fresh ale, all intent on drinking themselves into a stupor. Dane checked out the courtyard and nodded to his brother. As Lycan troubleshooters in a vampire stronghold, they needed to tread carefully.
Even in human form, they were both six-feet-seven inches of bulging muscle. Despite their size, they moved without a whisper of sound as they tracked the breeder. Her sweet scent pervaded the twisting corridors, guiding them to her cell.
When they reached the easternmost point of the curtain wall, they grinned. It overlooked the sea, but it sat atop a one-hundred-foot-high cliff. Eli nodded toward the breeder’s cell. “She’ll be glad to see the back of this place. Since we’re at the easterly point of the clifftop, getting her out should be a breeze.”
Ready to rush to the breeder’s rescue, all guns blazing, Eli stood back, ready to shoulder charge the door. Dane grabbed his arm and hauled him into an alcove. “Someone’s coming.”


4 comments:

  1. EXCITING ANS SUSPENSE-FILLED EXCERPT

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  2. I always love a damaged hero.....

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  3. A scarred hero with a slick, lady's man brother . . . that's a volatile combination all right.

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  4. I really like books with physically flawed heroes--they always emerge as such better men than some others. This sounds great, Kryssie!

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