Book Description: In the streets of Chicago exists an uneasy, centuries-old truce between vampires and their distant cousins, a race of shifters called drecks. Vampire enforcement agency, All the King’s Men (AKM), is charged with maintaining the truce, but when volatile enforcer Micah Black loses his mate and falls into the biological agony that results from the broken bond, he tests the boundaries of the truce by seeking out Apostle, a leader in the dreck community. Micah wants Apostle to kill him, a request Apostle is more than happy to fulfill.
When ex-Army medic Samantha Garrett inadvertently disrupts the plot and saves Micah’s life, a chain reaction sets Micah’s heart on a collision course with Sam’s, but he will have to protect her from Apostle and her obsessive ex-husband, Steve, if they will have a chance at forever. Can Micah hold his emotions together to keep Sam alive?
My Review: I will never get tired of Vampires. EVER. I love how authors will write about the old known legends of Vampires and add twists and turns to them. Sometimes they give them more powers, less powers, more human qualities, less human qualities...but they normally do not have an evil counterpart known as a Dreck. Yes, you heard me right...A DRECK. My Review:
I loved this book! LOVED LOVED LOVED IT! From the first page, Donya Lynne sucked me into the world of Micah Black (hello yum) and his supernatural lifestyle. When human Sam steps in and faces not only the Drecks to save Micah's butt but also captures Micah's attention in a HUGE way...life gets REALLY interesting (did I mention Adult Content).
The characters are so well developed, the plot is intense and the story never stops moving. I picked this book up and could not put it down.
As you may or may not know about me, I tend to cheer for the bad guys. Call it a character flaw if you might but I am always so interested in why the bad guys are the bad guys and what makes them tick. The drecks have a human glamour and are not the typical fine as can be bad boys but they are still really cool characters!
AND NOW...TRUE TO MY Ways...Meet the cast of Rise of the Fallen with a special picture of John Apostle..MY favorite Dreck!! Thank you Donya Lynne the below insight into your world. I CANT wait for book 2...
Meet John Apostle, or just Apostle as he's known in his community. He's a dreck, and a nasty one at that. What's a dreck you might ask? A dreck is a paranormal shifter who appears bluish and gaunt, with long, blue-black hair. Drecks are conditioned to hide their true selves, so they usually keep to their human form. They are chameleons who use their shifting powers to blend in with their surroundings.
Hi, I'm Donya Lynne, author of Rise of the Fallen, my debut novel about a vampire named Micah Black as he despairs over the loss of his second mate. That was an introduction to my story's biggest, baddest guy, Apostle. Before I continue, I want to thank Forbidden Reviews for hosting me today on this latest stop of my blog tour.
In Rise of the Fallen, Micah is beyond consoling. He is a ticking time bomb, lost in pain, and ready to check out of this game called life. So he approaches John Apostle, knowing that Apostle would love nothing more than to kick his ass and wipe him off the face of the Earth. There's not a lot of love lost between vampires and drecks, and the two races have historically been at war with one another rather than co-existing in peace.
Ultimately, the plot for Apostle to kill Micah is thwarted by none other than spunky blonde human, Samantha Garrett, and that sets off a chain reaction of events that changes Micah's and Sam's lives forever. In the end, will these two – a vampire and a human – be able to survive the forces that seem to work against them and find a way to exist together?
Rise of the Fallen is ultimately a paranormal/erotic romance, but I've received so many comments from readers about how much they liked the drecks as the adversarial force, and particularly John Apostle, that I thought I would devote this stop on my blog tour to them and him.
In the world I've created, vampires and drecks were basically cut from the same cloth, but were dealt different traits from one another. Both bite. Both have venom. Both appear "human-ish." But vampires were graced to be the biologically stronger of the two. In the story, it is said more than once, "Vampire blood trumps dreck blood." That goes for their venom, too. When it comes to physical strength, however, they are about equal. However, all drecks are able to go out in sunlight, whereas (at least in my vampire world) only mixed-blood vampires can tolerate sunlight. Pure-blood vamps are still relegated to the night.
Drecks are cunning creatures, too, and most lack a moral compass. They've been raised and conditioned to hate vampires. As Micah puts it, "They've become so consumed with proving their superiority, that generation after generation of drecks have been raised with severe hatred and prejudice against vampires. Think of it as paranormal or supernatural racism on steroids. They. Hate. Us. And since they hate us so much, but can't easily kill us, they tend to take their hatred out on humans while finding ways to stick it to us vampires directly."
In Rise of the Fallen, we see John Apostle and his small group of dreck cronies, but as this series continues and evolves, we will see more of them. And I foresee a more diabolical plan being devised by a dreck leader. One that could set the two races off into all-out war on each other again.
Before I conclude, here is an excerpt from Rise of the Fallen where Micah approaches John Apostle for the first time:
"You been keeping out of trouble, Apostle?" Micah knew the names of every dreck in the city, and he knew this one was particularly fond of giving pain. "Or should I call you Officer John Apostle?"
"Okay, you know me, so who the fuck are you?" Apostle replied.
"Just think of me as the guy who needs a favor."
"Fuck that. Give me a name or I'll bleed you right here, blood sucker."
Micah scoffed. Apostle had balls. If he didn't need the dreck's services so badly, he would enjoy showing him how wrong he was about that bleeding business. "Okay, asshole. Call me Micah."
Apostle eyed him warily. "What do you want, Micah? And this had better be good."
"Got any friends nearby?" Micah growled the question over his shoulder as he led John Apostle away from the bar.
"A couple." The dreck followed cautiously.
"Not until you tell me what you want." Apostle's voice was edged with malice.
Micah spun around and came nose-to-nose with the shifter. "I'm about to be your fairy godmother, asshole. Now, call your friends."
Dark curiosity passed between them as the dreck considered Micah's words. "What do you mean?" he said, but he took out his phone. His gaze never left Micah's.
"You like to kill vampires, right? Well…" Micah stepped back, arms extended to the sides, presenting himself for the sacrifice. "Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, and happy birthday. Oh, that's right, you fuckers don't do birthdays."
"We don't do holidays, either, but, in this case, I think I might make an exception." John Apostle's tone rose with interest as he appraised Micah. "Why? I mean, not that I give a shit, but I thought you guys could just walk into the sun if you wanted to pull a Kevorkian. Why do you need me?"
"You're better than the sun for what I need."
"Is this some kind of trick?" Apostle eyed him suspiciously as he dialed.
Micah issued the shifter a cold, dead stare, but he wasn't so far gone to lack understanding of the dreck's suspicion. Of course this would look like trickery to one who was accustomed to the precarious relationship between their races – a relationship in which the vampire usually sought to do the ass-kicking rather than ask for one.
"My reasons are personal, dreck. But I can assure you this is no trick. I'm done. Checked out." Micah took out a cigarette and lit it. He figured now was as good a time as any to take up a bad habit, seeing as he wasn't going to live past the hour.
Apostle's eyes narrowed. "So, you want us to kill you?"
Micah nodded, squinting as he dragged off the cig. He blew out a stream of smoke, scrutinizing the shifter. He didn't want to go on like this. The nightmare of his life grew more agonizing day-by-day. Hour-by-hour, actually. Not even the brutal cutting was doing it for him, anymore. He was out of control. He didn't want to live. But he wanted one thing before he died.
"I need you and your friends to grant me one favor."
Apostle tilted his head with suspicious curiosity. "Killing you isn't enough?" When Micah only stared back at him, he sighed. "Fine. What?"
"I want you to beat the living shit out of me before you kill me. You got me?"
One eyebrow cocked on Apostle's face as his mouth quirked into a satisfied smirk. "No problem."
I hope you've enjoyed hearing about Rise of the Fallen and its baddies, the drecks. Come and find me on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/AuthorDonyaLynne ) or Twitter (https://twitter.com/#!/DonyaLynne ).
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Book two of the series, Heart of the Warrior, comes out on May 25.