My newest tale, Court of Savages, releases April 3rd. I am unveiling a sneak peek into this tantalizing world and hoping to get you all excited to read more.
🖤𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐀𝐋 🖤
𝑪𝑶𝑼𝑹𝑻 𝑶𝑭 𝑺𝑨𝑽𝑨𝑮𝑬𝑺 by 𝗖𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝘆 𝗦𝗹𝗼𝗮𝘁
High atop a mountain crest sits the grand Gahana Royal Hotel. The world’s most elite are dying to see what lies beyond its iron gates, yet only a select few earn an invitation.
How do they find themselves on that exclusive VIP list? By being truly monstrous human beings capable of the most fiendish acts. Once an invitation is extended, the evaluation begins. The Court of Savages thrive off the hunt, the thrill of the chase and the delight of the feast. Yet they adhere to a strict code. Never will they harm a human who is innocent, good, or reformed. Their beastly pallets require the most vile of beings and an invitation to the secretive resort has just been extended to London Stiles. Can she prove there’s enough goodness in her to save, or will her check-out date be postponed indefinitely?
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒔 04/03/20
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒉𝒖𝒏𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒔 04/03/20
𝑷𝒖𝒃𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑪𝑯𝑩𝑩
𝑪𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑨𝒓𝒕 𝒃𝒚 𝑹𝒖𝒆 𝑽𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒚
Prologue
Amon sat at the head of the table that filled the hotels long
dining room. The deep burgundy walls cast a crimson glow in Amon’s black eyes
as he peered down at the five young faces staring up at their new master.
Amon’s plan had finally come to fruition. The hotel, grand and empowering, was
finished. The staff all in place. And the beautiful creatures he’d taken years
to curate, were finally here together.
Amon, a beast so old no one knew his actual birthdate, but many
had speculated. Some said he was older than the Master and others said he was
born shortly after. But many knew one thing that was the absolute truth; he
belonged to no one, not even the Master. He was and always would be, his own
master.
This hotel was his dream for years, and now that it stood in the
mountains of America’s most dense forest, he could do what he was born to do.
Hunt.
With his long fingers steepled almost prayer like, he finally
spoke. “You sit here with me today eager and hungry. Well, we all are hungry my
friends. For years we were told to keep our eating habits a secret. Never
allowed to let the public know our true selves.”
They all nodded as they understood his words. They’d heard it all
before. If humans found out about them one thing was certain, they would panic.
And nothing was worse than humans who feared anything different. Or when they
worried for their lives. They’d seen it many times.
“Salem,” said the black-haired witch, Mariet. “The worst of
it.”
“Agreed,” said Amon. “And I swear to you my friends, this will
never befall our humble place.” He raised his arms into the air, motioning to
the grand hotel around them.
“We are safe here? To be as we are?” Asked Lathan Osterius, the
demon that Amon had practically raised. Even after Lathan separated from Amon
for a hundred years, he did eventually find his place in his court again.
“Safe to do as we please. It’s guaranteed, my son. We are free to
hunt as we wish. But only here, as I say. If you stray from the hotel and hunt
off grounds, I cannot help you,” he warned them. His eyes landed on the two
newest recruits, the twins. They were as reckless as their power was.
Fia, the twin who often hunted with her brain. The one who brought
her sister, Ina, to join Amon and his feast, nodded in understanding. Her red
eyes looking harsher than she was. She saved Ina, a last-ditch effort, and
begged her to join the feast of beasts. Hoping it would save her sister from
the brink of destruction.
It wasn’t that Ina wanted to die or get herself caught as she
hunted off the shores of the gulf. She just loved to watch the human men who
treated women cruelly die. Her whole life she’d been taught to teach karma to
those men. But after she had been seen a fifth time by another human, Fia knew
they’d start hunting her.
Amon had brought them in, as a favor to Fia. His only rule was
that they never hunt the shores again. Karma was fine, but only if it was
delivered to the souls who earned it here under this roof.
Knowing the sisters needed water, he built them a large body of
water behind the hotel. Fia would stay in the lake, away from her sister.
Perhaps someday they’d be together again, but for now it was best to let Ina be
by herself.
The last to speak was Nola. When she spoke, everyone listened
intently, her presence commanded silence. Especially when it came to Lathan.
His dark eyes constantly watched her, even as she was just merely watching
others. Whether she knew he was looking her way was never known.
She pulled her red hair out of her face.
“And these humans you hired as staff, they’ll keep our
secret?”
Amon nodded.
“How can you be sure?” she urged. Amon smiled at her. She was his
favorite, not because he was in love with her like Lathan was, but because he
respected her more than the others.
“Do you doubt me?”
Without hesitation, she said, “I do not trust humans, Amon. Do you
not remember how my family died? How the humans hunted us down like we
were the monsters. All we killed then were their livestock and they killed my
family like they were killing their children. All we took from them was their
food. What would the humans do here, if they knew we were killing their own kind?”
A good question for Amon, who didn’t look shaken by it. Still, she
didn’t trust Amon’s plan. He leaned forward and touched her cold cheek.
“My dear Nola, you must understand that I have this under control.
I am older than all of you put together. I have seen the earth before humans
inhabited it. Before they became the kings and queens that ruled. My life has
given me one thing, and that’s an understanding of how they work.
“I know what makes them tick. What they desire. And that is to see
their kind suffer. Not the ones who are innocent, no. The humans who deliver
nothing but cruelty. The hatred they have for their kind that do bad onto
others. The evil they hold in their hearts for those who have hurt them. It’s
delicious. Can you not taste it, my friends?”
Amon pressed a button and the door to their room opened. In walked
fifty humans, dressed in Amon’s strict uniform as the new staff of the hotel.
Their fear apparent on their faces and in the air.
“Taste it, friends,” Amon said quietly before he addressed his
staff. “Humans, tell my court here how much you hate the humans who have hurt
you. But, do not use your words. Use your mind. Think of how they damaged you
inside and how badly they deserve to die by our hands. Go ahead, you are safe
with us.”
With that they closed their eyes, or stared at the monsters who
sat in front of them. And Nola sniffed the air around her, her teeth-baring and
she rubbed her throat as the familiar feeling of hunger clung to her senses.
Mariet’s teeth chattered as she gripped the table in front of her; hunger
boiling in her belly.
Lathan stared at Nola as he had learned to control his hunger, but
not to control his desire for Nola. God how he’d love to pull her onto the
table and undress her. He wanted nothing more than to stare down at her bare
pale body and treat her like the goddess she was.
The twins writhed in their seats, barely able to control the
burning rage in their bones. They were born to deliver justice to these people.
The Sister’s Karma, they were sometimes called, but sirens of the sea they
truly were. For them the hunger was overpowering, for they truly only fed
on humans who did the worst. Siren’s often got overlooked the most.
“Do you believe me yet?”
As they all anticipated feeding, now more than ever, Amon
dismissed his staff. He addressed his friends once again.
“Well, what say you? Are you to be in my court? To trust me in
taking care of you and delivering justice to those humans who have been
wronged. I assure you, you will be treated as the royalty you are.”
Lathan smiled at Amon, and gave his nod of approval. The twin’s
both said, “Aye,” in unison. Mariet made Amon promise that the humans who
resided in the sleepy town some miles away would never know what was happening.
Once he did, she seemed content.
It was Nola who was the hardest to convince. There were too many what if’s for her to consider. She’d
seen too much horror in her life and she wanted a peaceful existence.
“Nola,” Lathan said, addressing her from across the table. “You
lost a family, let Amon give you that back. With us you’ll have safety. Out
there, there are no promises.”
Something struck a chord within as she seemed to relax a bit more. Lathan was
known to calm many. Perhaps it was his dashing good looks, or maybe his deep
voice. But whatever the reason, she said, “I’m trusting you here. Do not make
me regret it.”
“Oh, I won’t,” Lathan assured her. He meant it.
“Well then it’s settled, we are the Court of Savages, truly and
surely. Welcome to your new home.” Amon said.
I hope you enjoyed this sneak peek! Be sure to pick up your copy on the 3rd and remember friends, stay safe out there.
xoxo,
Christy
