QSFer Damien Shadows has a new MM paranormal book out, Snakeheart Book One: “Prophecy Rising.”
The nightmares tormented me for years…
…and shortly after my thirty-third birthday, I learned why.
My name is Dante Coranguis, and I have a great life, a solid job, amazing friends, and most importantly, lots of crazy sex.
But on the night I met the vampires, everything changed, including my nightmare. My life’s ambitions and dreams were snatched out of my hands because I was destined to become The One, the Herald of Satan, the Antichrist, the most feared man throughout the ages.
And here I thought that was just a crazy horror movie about a poor kid named Damien Thorne.
Prophecy Rising is the first book of The Snakeheart Series (Season 1), a supernatural novella series about Dante Coranguis and the ancient prophecy of the End Times.
In front of the seven-headed beast hovered a non-corporeal, two-horned monster made of dark fire. Its eyes glowed orange and yellow with smoldering embers that smoked as it ruled over the demonic creature’s landscape, dripping red-hot lava from its hideous, fire-toothed mouth. When the creature noticed Dante, it grimaced and growled at him.
Oh, shit, that’s new. Why has it never noticed me before?
The creature moved across the lake of fire, drawing closer to the precipice Dante stood upon. Drenched in sweat from the scalding heat of the beast’s kingdom, Dante felt uncomfortably hot and suddenly fearful as the two-horned monster reached out with a flaming, twisted arm. It pointed a gnarly finger at him and spoke with a deep, terrorizing voice that rattled his bones and reverberated across the lake of fire.
“You are my herald; our time has finally come.”
What the hell?
Dante stepped back as the foul creature’s flaming nail grew, extending across the space between them until it pierced and tore through Dante’s chest at the heart. Dante howled as scorching pain seared through his body. The creature withdrew its nail, pulling Dante over the edge of the precipice where he tumbled toward the boiling, churning lake of fire.
Dante screamed and sat up in bed, gripping the sweat-soaked sheets in his trembling fists. The darkness of his room provided no comfort as he looked around, once again terrified by the nightmare that plagued him. The stench of hell still filled his nostrils, and he shouted once more and shook his body to rid his mind of the horrible images. His sweat-soaked hair slapped against his face, and he dragged a hand across his wet chest. Beads of sweat rolled down his hairy, sinewy torso and dripped from his fingertips. He flicked his fingers and droplets of sweat flew across the white sheets.
Jesus, it’s like I jumped into a swimming pool or something.
Nude, Dante pushed himself out of bed and walked across his spacious bedroom to the master bath. He felt nauseated and gross when he entered the white-tiled bathroom, so he slid open the glass shower door and turned the water on. He immediately stepped into the merciless, cold stream and gasped, his body shuddering violently in protest. It was either that or throw up, an unpleasant bodily function he loathed since he was a boy—when the nightmares began.
Damien Shadows is the supernatural horror pen name for author Damien Benoit-Ledoux.
This is the darker, sinister, and sexier side of Damien’s mind, a place where fantastic anti-heroes defend our world from supernatural forces who run afoul in the epic struggle of good versus evil.
Damien strongly believes the real world we live in should be a place where LGBTQ equality and respect are second nature and never questioned. When he’s not working or spending time with his husband, their son, and their dog, Damien weaves this philosophy into the exciting lives of his characters and the fantastic space battles and romances they endure so they’ll stop taking over his dreams at night.
And finally, he wants you to remember a very important thing: No matter how bad your day is at work, it’s always important to be grateful that you don’t work for a Sith Lord.
Discover more at http://damienledoux.com/