Today, I’m thrilled to welcome Viki Lyn, author of a series of contemporary and paranormal m/m hits including Out of Bounds, Last Chance, Fighting Chance, and her amazing new fantasy release, Sins of Lust. For a chance to WIN a copy of Sins of Lust all you need to do is leave a comment, remembering to include your email when prompted (emails will not be displayed.) Over to Viki!
Last year, I received a request from Ellora’s Cave to submit a story. I was thrilled but didn’t have anything to submit. The editor was kind enough to leave the invitation opened ended, which gave me freedom to write something fresh and new. I’ve been toying with writing about angels and demons, but like most of my paranormals, I wanted a twist. I went a few months without any idea what to write when suddenly a thought came to me: What if an archangel broke one of God’s commandments? How would he be punished for his sin? So when Thou shall not kill popped into my mind, I had to go with it.
My angel world consists of the Hierarchia, seven of God’s archangels that form the ruling body of heaven. Razi-el and Uri-el are part of this political body and also soul mates. When Razi-el kills to save Uri-el from a demon, he has to be punished. Not even an archangel can break God’s law and get away with it.
The story begins with his punishment – the Cleansing – which strips an angel of his wings. If the angel gives into his bloodlust, he’s cast into Hell but if he controls it, he becomes a Protector – a being that kills for angels. The kicker – the angel not only loses wings but his memories, including his name.
As above, so below – this is a famous Hermetic saying that I incorporated into my story. The issues you find on Earth, you find thriving in the heavenly cities, and sometimes, even inside the Hierarchia. There is prejudice, social divisions, rigid laws that at times don’t seem fair. Not everything is as it seems on the surface. Just like life here on our planet.
Since this story has so many imaginary terms and word usage, I wanted readers to feel comfortable with the settings. So I chose a classical feel for the heavens. I have an affinity for Greek and Roman architecture, having traveled to these places. Caelestia is mapped out similar to the Seven Hills of Rome. I also have a scene where Uri-el and Izar travel to Egypt. I was able to incorporate a temple on an island that I had visited a few years ago. Many descriptions in this book are derived from my travel experiences.
This was a fun story to write with its mystery and intrigue and lots of sexy angst and hot sex. Yep, lots of sex because I wrote it for the Cave! I’ll leave you with a blurb and excerpt, and don’t forget to post a comment for a chance to win Sins of Lust!
Thou shall not kill.
For archangel Razi-el, he had no choice. He would break God’s commandment again if it were to save Uri-el from a demon’s talons. Yet even God’s most trusted archangel cannot avoid punishment. No longer Razi-el, he is now Izar, a Protector sworn to kill for the angels.
When a Protector kills an angel, Izar is summoned to work alongside Uri-el to capture the killer. Izar is shocked when his bloodlust spikes hot for the archangel. He knows better than to go after forbidden fruit. Refusing to give in to temptation, he ignores his body’s tempestuous arousal for Uri-el until a heated argument turns his blood into molten lust.
As they rush to find the killer, their passion plays into the demon’s plan. Izar will have to make a choice between life and death if he is to save Uri-el again.
Scroll on for an exciting excerpt!
The excerpt is the scene when Izar sees Uri-el for the first time. He has been summons to Caelestia by the Vox Dei (Micha-el – the voice of God or the oracle).
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Through the open archway, he caught a glimpse of the Vox Dei talking with another archangel, his back to Izar. They were backlit in a violet glow from the oracle stone. The crystal’s sheer size and faceted beauty had left him speechless the first time he’d seen it.
Izar tugged on the hem of his jacket. Before entering the cella, he took out a handkerchief and wiped his face. After folding the cloth into a small square, he slipped it back into his pocket. After one last tug on his jacket, he strode in and then abruptly stopped.
His eyes widened and he stepped back as the blond angel turned to him. Oh God almighty…his cock leaped, setting off a shockwave spreading throughout his lower half.
Golden waves of hair and milky skin, a white robe draped seductively around a tall, slender body, eyes bluer than any sky Izar had ever witnessed. The sight of the archangel caused a loss of equilibrium.
The archangel’s brows lifted slightly at Izar’s feeble attempt of appearing in control. Oddly, the angel seemed familiar, but they had never spoken or been in the same room together. Izar would have remembered that face. He’d seen the prince of the Cherubim from a distance, but never this close, this personal, this…distracting.
The quicksilver lust on seeing this vision shocked him. He wasn’t attracted to forbidden fruit. He didn’t need the trouble. He was a practical man, especially when it came to where he put his dick. Protectors were forbidden to lay with angels, except for the ga-aelijan of the Haelan Templum.
Turning away from the ethereal vision, he drew in a breath. He should have attended the Haelan for relief before coming here. His physical reaction to this archangel confirmed the danger of waiting too long to eradicate his bloodlust. He’d already pushed his limits, and if he didn’t get to the temple, he’d fall ill, or worse, lose the reins over his actions.
He averted his gaze, settling it on the Vox Dei, and greeted him. The perfect opposite of the Cherubim, everything about the Vox Dei was sharp and angular—narrow face, prominent cheekbones, ebony hair tightly braided, honey complexion. The archangel’s almond-shaped eyes were absolutely unreadable.
The Vox Dei looked over Izar, taking him in, and surely, evaluating his worth. It angered Izar how swiftly an archangel swept another aside if they were deemed unworthy. But he must have passed the test because the Vox Dei smiled. Izar bowed his head slightly in greeting.
The Vox Dei touched Izar’s shoulder and it left a slight buzz across his skin. “May God’s light shine upon you, Commander.”
The Vox Dei glided next to the Cherubim and placed his hand on the angel’s back. Possessive or friendly, Izar tried not to care. He schooled his emotions, wrapping them with a steel rope.
The Vox Dei spoke firmly. “Commander Izar, what information have you gathered on Sariel’s murder? Feel free to speak frankly in front of Uri-el. He is going to assist you in the investigation.”
Oh God help him. Did the Vox Dei just tell him that he had to work with this angel? He didn’t want Uri-el anywhere near him. Not with his bloodlust on the edge of breaking free. Why had the Vox Dei assigned this archangel to this murder case? Uri-el was the guardian of the Akashic Libraire, and while the archangel had access to all written knowledge and an uncanny talent for clairvoyance, Izar had never seen the reclusive Uri-el active in anything related to the daily workings of Taelestia. He didn’t want this angel by his side, distracting him, getting in his way.
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