Blood Genesis (Blood Curse Series) by Dawn Tessa

Author:Dawn, Tessa [Dawn, Tessa]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub, mobi
ISBN: 9781937223144
Publisher: Ghost Pines Publishing, LLC
Published: 2014-11-12T16:00:00+00:00

Throughout the rest of the night, Timaos Silivasi drifted in and out of a restless sleep, at times rising to the surface of consciousness where he thought he heard Jessenia’s voice—and she was speaking softly in his ear—at others, sinking deeper into slumber, becoming ever more mired in an endless void of darkness where all was lost but the fitful dreams…

Timaos had bounced back and forth between peaceful dreams and horrific night-terrors for what felt like time without end. In the tranquil dreams, he was making love to Jessenia, and all was right with the world. But in the dreadful nightmares, he was something else—something primitive, wild, and savage—and the world, nay, the very cosmos from which he was begotten, was inexorably upside down.

Now, as he shifted his battered body against what felt like a hard, cold stone, he felt another nightmare coming on, rising from the shadows of his quiescent mind, ascending like a ghost from the tomb of his unconscious.

He felt the hunger rising once again.

The dream always started the same way: The sun was shining over a golden field, and Jessenia was sixteen years old again, waiting for Timaos beneath the low-hanging branches of a willow tree, her luminous, steel-blue eyes filled with an adoring mixture of fear, desire, and anticipation. They had planned this meeting—this union—for months, and as he approached the meadow from the east, just as he had told her he would, she spun around to welcome him.

It was then that the dream began to change.

That Timaos began to change.

All at once, the sun grew dark, fading into the backdrop of the pale-blue sky like a servant dismissed by his master, and then the moon crept forward, subtly taking the sun’s place, casting eerie, haunting moonbeams across the land like flickers from a torch in a narrow cavern. And, inexplicably, the light shone a deep, crimson red.

Timaos blinked at the change, the rapid, enigmatic shift, not understanding how such a thing was possible. He shuddered and drew his cloak more tightly around his shoulders, feeling a sudden, rising fear for Jessenia.

He began to prowl toward her, to stalk instead of walk, to move with errorless, feline grace, every muscle in his body both awake and alert. The hard, unyielding ground beneath his feet became soft and pliable, as if he and the land were one, as if he had the power to command the very elements. His senses grew unnaturally acute, inconceivably hyper-sensitive—he could smell the spoor of wolves half a mile away; he could see the tiny ants scurrying about the bottoms of the trees; and he could literally taste Jessenia’s desire as she waited for him to approach. He growled, deep in his throat, an animalistic sound, reveling in the new intoxicating sensations, luxuriating in the wonder of his dominance and power.

By all the gods, he felt as if he could leap mountains, soar with the birds, pass straight through matter without sidestepping around it. He felt as if he could wrench the willow tree up by its roots without ever breaking a sweat.

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