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A Chilling Love Triangle:
Not of this world but part of hers, two mighty beings will wage a desperate battle to win her hand........
Torn apart by their parents and destiny, Bronwyn McGregor and Sean Cullin face insurmountable odds to find a life together. But despite his desire to be with Bronnie, Sean learns he is a Reaper, an entity that must consume human blood to survive, and fate deals him a cruel, horrifying blow. In her misery over circumstances beyond her ability to control, Bronnie unwittingly summons a Nightwind, an ancient, shapeshifting demon, bound to her by grief and history.
In the end, who will win the heart of Bronwyn McGregor: The Nightwind or the Reaper?
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BlackWind
Excerpt from...
BLACKWIND
Copyright © 2001 by Charlotte Boyett-Compo
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
EXCERPT
He followed the little girl's every movement with hungry eyes.
He had been watching her for three years now.
At his sides, his hands were clenched so tightly the fingernails were digging bloody arcs into his palms. His body posture was tense as he watched the child from his hiding place at the corner of the building. Every trill of laughter from her creamy white throat, every shriek of delight as she soared higher and higher on the swing, drove a spike of hurt through his brain. Staring at her pretty smile made him clench his teeth, grind them together so tightly his jaw began to ache.
"Higher, Davy!" he heard her demand. "Push me higher!"
His fevered gaze shifted momentarily to the little red-haired boy who stood behind her, his freckled face beaming as he pushed the swing seat. Every ounce of hatred in his body became directed at the little boy. Every vile epithet he had ever heard was hurled silently at the head of the child. A grimace of a smile began to relax his tight face as he watched the boy suddenly turn pale.
"Davy!" the little girl protested, turning to look back at her friend.
The recess bell blared and the watcher jumped since he was standing almost directly under the mechanism, but he did not remove his angry stare from the little boy. If anything, his look intensified.
The red-haired boy faltered, stumbled back, his hand to his forehead. He went to one knee on the playground sand.
"Davy?" the little girl questioned and the concern in her voice brought the eyes of her watcher back to her and away from the target of his rage. He saw her twist around in the swing seat, her worried eyes locked on her friend.
"Bronnie," the little boy called out as he lowered his other knee to the ground. "I don't feel so good."
"What's the matter?" she demanded and tipped forward to drag her sneakers in the dirt to slow the swing. Her face was turned toward the boy, her eyes troubled. "Davy, what's wrong?"
He knew what she was going to do a second before she acted. "No," the watcher hissed, venturing out from his hiding place. With a gasp, he watched in horror as the little girl let go of the swing's chains and leapt out of the seat to land on both knees in the gravel. He groaned as he saw the flash of pain cross her pretty features as she stood and limped toward the boy. His gaze dropped to her knees and he winced when he saw the flesh scraped and peppered with welling blood.
"Aye, you caused it," the voice inside his head whispered. "See what you did?"
Excerpt from...
BLACKWIND
Copyright © 2001 by Charlotte Boyett-Compo
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
EXCERPT
He followed the little girl's every movement with hungry eyes.
He had been watching her for three years now.
At his sides, his hands were clenched so tightly the fingernails were digging bloody arcs into his palms. His body posture was tense as he watched the child from his hiding place at the corner of the building. Every trill of laughter from her creamy white throat, every shriek of delight as she soared higher and higher on the swing, drove a spike of hurt through his brain. Staring at her pretty smile made him clench his teeth, grind them together so tightly his jaw began to ache.
"Higher, Davy!" he heard her demand. "Push me higher!"
His fevered gaze shifted momentarily to the little red-haired boy who stood behind her, his freckled face beaming as he pushed the swing seat. Every ounce of hatred in his body became directed at the little boy. Every vile epithet he had ever heard was hurled silently at the head of the child. A grimace of a smile began to relax his tight face as he watched the boy suddenly turn pale.
"Davy!" the little girl protested, turning to look back at her friend.
The recess bell blared and the watcher jumped since he was standing almost directly under the mechanism, but he did not remove his angry stare from the little boy. If anything, his look intensified.
The red-haired boy faltered, stumbled back, his hand to his forehead. He went to one knee on the playground sand.
"Davy?" the little girl questioned and the concern in her voice brought the eyes of her watcher back to her and away from the target of his rage. He saw her twist around in the swing seat, her worried eyes locked on her friend.
"Bronnie," the little boy called out as he lowered his other knee to the ground. "I don't feel so good."
"What's the matter?" she demanded and tipped forward to drag her sneakers in the dirt to slow the swing. Her face was turned toward the boy, her eyes troubled. "Davy, what's wrong?"
He knew what she was going to do a second before she acted. "No," the watcher hissed, venturing out from his hiding place. With a gasp, he watched in horror as the little girl let go of the swing's chains and leapt out of the seat to land on both knees in the gravel. He groaned as he saw the flash of pain cross her pretty features as she stood and limped toward the boy. His gaze dropped to her knees and he winced when he saw the flesh scraped and peppered with welling blood.
"Aye, you caused it," the voice inside his head whispered. "See what you did?"
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Professional Reviews
Word Weaving's Award for Excellence
First torn apart by her parents, then by a destiny they cannot control, Bronwyn McGregor and Sean Cullen face virtually insurmountable odds to find a life together. As young as eleven years, Sean would have done anything, accepted any punishment, to protect Bronnie. Her parents hoped she and Sean would loose interest in one another; instead, their love only increased over time. She?s the daughter of a doctor and well-respected family; he?s the son of an alcoholic butcher known to beat his wife and son. Then she turns sixteen, and he turns eighteen, and her father serves the ultimatum that they must not see one another.
Despite his desire to be with Bronnie, destiny takes Sean overseas where he enters a dangerous world. Soon he learns he is a Reaper. His bond with Bronnie is eternal because, like wolves, Reapers only bond once. As Sean struggles with the loss of the love of his life, Bronnie likewise mourns. Unknowingly, her grief calls a Nightwind. Bronnie is the last of the McGregor women bound to the Nightwind by grief and history. Now only fate and perseverance can determine who will win Bronwyn McGregor. As painful and destructive events unfold, destiny threatens to keep the Reaper and Bronnie apart forever.
Unlike many of her novels, Charlotte Boyett-Compo sets BLACKWIND firmly in the present, although it does have an unusual plot twist firmly linking it to many years in the past. Fans of NIGHTWIND will recognize the mythological and familial ties to BLACKWIND, and enjoy learning more of the Nightwinds. Fans of BLOODWIND and DARKWIND will likewise recognize Reapers, and enjoy the historical explanation of what brought Reapers to earth. Indeed, the blending of the two series, The WindDemon Trilogy and The HellWind Trilogy, will not only earn Boyett-Compo new fans, but will deepen long-time fans? fascination with Boyett-Compo?s work.
All readers will find BLACKWIND both mesmerizing and spellbinding, with stunning plot twists and fabulous characterizations that will leave readers desiring more. Boyett-Compo?s unique style sparkles in the combined elements of the paranormal, including demonology, witchcraft, and the supernatural. Indeed, BLACKWIND's conclusion is guaranteed to leave readers both touched and breathless. A remarkable and memorable work, BLACKWIND earns the WordWeaving Award of Excellence.
Cindy Penn
Sime~Gen
5 Stars
If you are a fan of Ms. Compo's stories, as I am, then you know when you pick up a novel written by her, you are in for a heart-wrenching, soul searching read. Her characters come to life right before your eyes, you sob in their pain, and you rally in their joy. And long after the story is done, it really isn't because the characters are so firmly entrenched in your mind and soul. I have had the honor and the greatest privilege of reading every book that she has published so far, and she continues to amaze me time and time again. Never has there ever been another writer that has had this effect on me. The ending of "BlackWind" will more than surprise you, and reacquaint you with past characters from another story! I can promise you that you won't be disappointed.
I highly recommend you read, "BlackWind" it is another for "My Keeper Shelf " . I am eagerly anticipating her next novel, until then I will put away my tissue.
Charlene Smith
The Best Reviews
BLACKWIND is the paranormal lover's dream book.
I found the wide range of both paranormal and human characters an added bonus to this book. Though this book is set in modern day there is a history of the creatures involved that gives the reader the feeling that they are very much real. We are taken on a trip through all aspects of the paranormal realm with beings from space, daemons, and witches. We watch as our heroes struggle to understand what is going on around them and how to live through it. We cheer for them and weep with them as Ms Boyett-Compo weaves a story that draws us in and grips us tight.
Fans of Ms Boyett-Compo will love BLACKWIND and those who have never read her work will be looking for more.
Cheryl Barr
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