Rise of the Lost Prince
LOST BOYS BOOK 1
London Saint James
M/F Erotic Romance, Fairy Tale,
Paranormal, Fantasy, Action/Adventure,
Gothic
They fight to protect those who would
never welcome them into the human world...
Petúr always
knew he and his brothers-in-arms were different. Something more. Something not
human. Yet, he never expected to find out the truth of their origins, nor fall
for a human woman whose father was set to destroy Neverland.
Ever since
she was a child, Wyndi dreamed of an angel with eyes of the purest gold,
although she never really believed such a man existed until she met the
hauntingly beautiful Petúr of the lost boys.
With a
prophecy to fulfill, a woman to protect, a portal to find, and evil darklings
out for blood, will Petúr be strong enough to rise up and claim what’s
rightfully his, or lose everything to a long-time nemesis, Grapple the Dark?
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Excerpt
Petúr’s long coat
flared out behind him, whipping in the wind—black raven wings. Above him, the
moon danced in and out of existence and periodically hid behind the dreary
clouds. He’d perched himself atop the rusted metal monstrosity which sat cold
and derelict among the ruins of the abandoned seaside amusement park. From the
top of the lifeless Ferris wheel he surveyed his realm, just as he did every
night, waiting for the faint cries. They always came, those haunting cries, and
called him and the lost boys into the darkness.
Cables clacked and
Petúr tilted his head in a bird-like gesture, listening to them echo into the
rhythmic music of the tide coming ashore. As if on cue, an eerie underlying
chorus chimed in from the direction of the closed ticket booth. He recognized
the sound of the warped roof when it moaned and creaked. The red painted
exterior walls had long since faded and peeled away from the briny wood in
elongated streaks, reminiscent of morbid tears.
He closed his eyes
and attempted to picture this place he and the others called home, trying to
imagine what it must have been during its glory days, but he couldn’t see
anything. All he knew was the truth of his surroundings. And, the truth was,
with every passing year more of his home crumbled. Even the entrance into this
collapsing kingdom had joined the sea, snuffing out the arched sign which once
upon a time blinked—Neverland—Mother Nature’s way of taking back her own when
she’d claimed a major portion of the boardwalk.
Everything
ends.
At least this
parcel of land had done one thing. It gave Petúr and the others refuge from a
world who’d discarded them as young boys.
He chuckled,
darkly, and allowed his mind to wander away from the image of being a boy. He,
Firefox, and his five other brothers may still exhibit the outward beauty of
youthfulness, yet this was nothing but a façade. They’d grown into
fierce warriors and protected the very people who’d spat upon them in their
youth. Who would still spit upon them if they got the chance, he suspected.
Shaking his head,
Petúr considered what he’d heard the whole of his life may indeed be true. He
and the others may well be mad, because only madmen would fight to protect
those who would never welcome them fully into the human world they’d had the
misfortune of being a part of.
Balling his fists
into tight knots, he knew it didn’t matter how many lives he and the others
saved. They were still different from those whom they rescued. And, while they
may no longer be petty thieves and beggars, they’d always been, and still
were—outcasts. Unnatural. Freaks. Something more. Something not human.
Although, there wasn’t a damn thing they could do about it, other than to take
out their fury on those darklings who sought to destroy the weaker inhabitants
of the human race. And take out their fury—they would.
“AAaiiee!”
Petúr abruptly
stood when he heard a woman’s distressed scream. He took in a deep breath,
tasting the flavor of the night. His lip curled up into a snarl right before he
stepped off of his perch, shot into the clouds, and vanished into thin air.
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About the Author:
London Saint
James has lived in many places, but never felt “at home” until she met the
real-life man of her dreams and settled down in the beautiful Smoky Mountains
of Tennessee. London lives with her husband and their fat cat who thinks he
owns them.
As an
award-winning, bestselling, multi-published author, London is living her
childhood dream. She knew all the scribbling she did, that big imagination of
hers, and all those clamoring characters running around in her head would pay
off someday.
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Interview:
Please welcome RISE OF THE LOST PRINCE author London Saint James to Diane's Book Blog.
If you were stranded on a desert island which of your characters
do you want by your side?
Petúr of the Lost Boys for sure. He can fly, so we wouldn’t be stranded for too long!
What's your favorite book-turned movie?
Ian McEwan’s Atonement.
I loved the book and the movie.
What do you prefer paperback, hardcover, or ebooks?
As a reader, I love all
formats of books, including audiobooks. As an author, it’s always such a great
feeling to have the paperback of your own work in your hands.
What do you like best about having your story included in a boxed
set?
Well, I guess I can’t
really answer this one as far as what I like best. I’ve written several series,
and I’ve been in some anthologies, but I’ve never been included in a boxed set
yet. *Smiles*
Giveaway:
Seems like a good book.
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