An evil has been released from hibernation and threatens to engulf the world in darkness. Dartian and Saleene must uncover the truth and find a way to stop it.
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R.G. Porter- author of fantasy, paranormal and horror novels.
A quest to save the future from the darkness is more than it seems…
Saleene is a healer of her people. Sent out to find the root of the darkness, she finds more than she bargained for. Demons and ghouls at every turn, Saleene soon finds she has more than just an unknown evil to battle. Drawn to an abandoned cabin for shelter, she's met by the stare of a man who is more than he appears, and may be her only hope.
Dartian is a warrior sent out to find the cause of the death that continues to spread. With his friends lending assistance, they find that the evil is deeper than first thought. Ending up at an abandoned shack he finds more than just a place to rest. Inside its four walls is a woman that calls to every part of his being.
Fate has drawn them together--- to battle the darkness that has been released…
But first they must learn to trust their own bond…. And start to reform the circle once more.
The sound of battle roused Saleene from her meditation and she turned toward the direction it had come from. The moment she saw Dartian lying on the ground, Saleene rushed to his side, concern for his health paramount.
“What happened?” She slowly knelt by him, careful not to disturb the wound as she removed the fabric from where the dagger had pierced his skin.
“Ouch, dammit woman that hurts.” She felt him wince at the pain. He attempted to move away, but she refused to release her hold.
“Men can be such babies sometimes. For a warrior, you should not have allowed yourself to be nicked by a dagger; especially one laced with as ancient a poison as this.”
“Generally I am not slow, but I was preoccupied and did not sense the presence of the attacker at first. Trust me…that will never happen again.”
Saleene looked into Dartian’s eyes and saw the struggle; he seemed to be fighting an internal battle that she was unsure of. Instead of inquiring further, Saleene felt it was better to leave it be. As she dressed his wounds a soft chuckle escaped her lips. “Make sure to keep it dry.” She diverted her attention from his face in an attempt to mask further concern.
“Are you sure it’s ok? It hurts like hell.” Saleene couldn’t help but release a sigh. She reached down, tightened the cloth and turned to face his stare.
“Yes, you should survive.” A cold wind blew across Saleene’s skin drawing her attention to the darkness of the forest. Assured that the wound was well dressed and the poison would cause no further harm, Saleene motioned to Dartian that they were not alone. She’d noticed the presence while she tended to his injury but she’d hoped it wouldn’t increase. She was wrong...death was on the hunt for a victim.
“I know. I felt it as I came to this place.” She looked at Dartian with puzzlement on her face. “Let’s go.”
Saleene nodded her head in agreement. “You were a diversion to stall us.” They began the journey back to the camp where the others awaited their return, unaware of the danger that was on the prowl. As swift as the evening breeze, they moved through the trees and foliage, their feet barely touched the ground.
“It’s ahead of us. The men won’t be ready for it.” Fear coursed through her. As they continued, the darkness increased its gain on their friends.
“They are warriors, give them some credit.”
“I’m not worried about their abilities, but they are used to flesh and blood and this thing doesn’t follow the normal rules of combat.” Determined not to let the evil cause harm, Saleene reached for the light within and threw a message upon the wind.