This is a piece from my
soon to be finished debut novel, Blood Myth. Everyone loves a bad guy and
Tanerk is one definitely a bad guy. He is one of my favorite characters to
write for.
The sound of drums beat filled the air. Naked men and
woman danced to the pound of the drum. The men thrust fists forward and drew
them back sharp to their chests. The women moved seductively, hips circled
quickly and their breasts bounced enticingly. The air smelled of sweat, sex and
blood.
Tanerk Rau sat at the center of the crowd in a large
throne. His expression was one of utter awareness and calm. The leader of the
Rau’s cold blue gaze was fixated on her, his lips curved into a cruel smile.
Tanerk rose and walked toward her.
Nikolette Ruzicka was strapped naked to a wooden table. Her arms and
legs were spread wide, shackled to the corners.
“Nikolette, my beautiful witch.” Tanerk’s voice was thick, heavy and sultry.
He could hypnotize with just the sound of his words. He held out his hand to
one of his female followers. The female Rau quickly placed a blade in his hand.
Tanerk felt the weight of the knife, he tossed it from one hand to the other.
His eyes never left Nikolette. He brought the ceremonial knife to her mouth.
The tip gently pressed against her dry lips. Slowly he traced the knife down
her throat, over her breasts. He slowly circled the rosy bud of her nipple. Her
breath caught and fear ran through her body.
Nikolette heard chanting that matched the rhythm of
the drums. She saw shadows of limps that flew and danced in a frenzy of
movements. Suddenly Tanerk threw back his head and let out a frightening cry.
He grabbed the female who brought him the knife and spun her against his
chest. His mouth came crashing down on
the female’s at the same time he sliced her throat. Nikolette could hear his
growl of satisfaction when he lapped up some of her blood before tossing her
into the crowd of dancers.
The crowd attacked Tanerk’s victim like vultures or
starved vampires. Tanerk returned his attention to Nikolette with blood smeared
lips, he leaned in a kissed her. He forced her mouth open, his tongue parting
her lips. He demanded her to taste the blood, to feel the power and seduction
the blood of his victim can bring. A warm stream of blood flowed from his mouth
into her. Tanerk pushed into her mind, he beckoned her to join him forced her
to drink. Silently she tried to refuse. She tried to remain unaffected but he
drew her in and she swallowed. Nikolette
felt the tip of the knife on her skin again. It trailed over her naked hip, up
her side.
She closed her eyes and all her senses were filled
with him. Almost five hundred years ago, Tanerk had begun his rule over the
Rau. He had become a legend among the Rau and his followers. He had succeeded
in what his father, Tahir never could. He was irresistible to his people, he
ruled they obeyed. The evil that flowed through his veins was incomprehensible
to mortals.
Nikolette began to chant softly. “I was unleashed to bring terror,
everywhere I go hell follows me. I was awakened to bring evil. I was
created to bring chaos and pain. Everywhere I go death follows with no mercy. I
was summoned to reign over the world. Bloodily and brutally. I was born with
evil flowing through my veins. I care about nothing except the blood I shed.
Death has no meaning for it is my minion.”
By: Stacy Moran
http://www.stacyamoran.com/
~Swoons~ I just love it
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