Boggslake, Ohio, might look like a normal city on the surface, but an unseen war is being fought away from the eyes of most of the population. From their stronghold, Boggs's Castle, an eclectic team of vampires, werewolves, and other supernaturals fight to keep humanity safe from the things that go bump in the night. More than a team, these men grow into a family, and they’ll need to rely on each other’s strength, because their true enemy is deadlier than they could’ve ever imagined. Excerpt from Electric Candle “Oh, shit.” Blair was out of the chair and heading for the stairs. “Ben, wait! There’s more than….” Blair heard the back door open and Moose run out. Boggs appeared for a split second, then was gone. Moose charged across the steps and down to the yard. He was barking, snarling furiously. “Blair, it’s not—” Ben’s words were cut off. Blair froze at the bottom of the stairs, listening intently and hearing a human and canine heartbeat. The back door flew open, crashing into the wall, and Blair was confronted with the same man who’d followed him the day before. Turning on his heels, Blair dashed as fast as possible through the house to the front. Doors opened, and Boggs appeared again, wearing a military uniform, and brandishing a saber. He shouted and charged the man. The man evaporated, replaced by a thick, black cloud that met Boggs head on. The two collided. There was a screeching that sent Blair to his knees. He clapped his hands over his ears, trying to dull the sound. Cabinet doors opened, and loose objects in the room took flight. In the next instant, Boggs and the cambion vanished. Blair staggered to his feet, and ran to the back door, shouting, “Ben!” He skidded to a stop when the man materialized in front of the door. Smirking, he shook his head and held something up in one hand. Blair backpedaled, tripped over the kitchen chairs, and threw them at his assailant as he ran. The chairs bounced off the man but didn’t stop him. Something stabbed Blair’s back, making it sting, followed by a sharp pain that spread through him, making his arms and legs heavy and his mind cloud. He twisted as he fell onto his back, feebly putting a hand up. It was useless. His attacker advanced on him and gripped Blair’s hand effortlessly. Fighting to stay conscious, to keep his eyes open, was impossible. Blair’s hand was gripped viciously by the cambion. The world faded into grays and black as the creature evaporated once again. This time taking Blair with him. Comments are closed.
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