Stargazer Is Back in Print Edition & At Smashwords

After a small interruption dealing with some Archons that needed to be dispatched like Warm One rebels, Stargazer: The Dark Instinct Series Book 1  is available again in print edition . Currently, you can purchase Stargazer at Amazon.com, but soon it will be available at other retailers. In addition, this greatest of vampire epics is also in digital form at Smashwords , sold in various versions for your favorite e-reader (Epub, PDF, RTF, Mobi).  In time, you'll be able to obtain it directly through the various digital outlets like I-Pad, Kobo, Sony Reader, etc.).

No excuse not to go out and buy it, and if you don't believe me read some of the reviews .

Here is an excerpt, to wet your appetite for destruction. Enter Byron meeting The MoonQueen in her frozen Hell kingdom, in what seems to be for the first time during their war. A war that has actually been transpiring for lifetimes:


    Now she made herself present in her kingdom of frost.
    Yes, she was blue and beautiful and ancient, wearing gowns of light, jewels of liquid energy. They were real this time, as real as I could understand. She was very real, she was reality, towering above me, surrounded by clouds of dusty ice, a morning star of a thousand forbidden desires, Our Mistress, The MoonQueen. She did not quote any dream sequence, she did not speak through cerebral invasions or celestial gatherings in a stadium. No, her gorgeous, metallic lips spoke with the almost timed voice of a young maiden, hiding little of her sardonic demure, her old sharpness.
     "Bravo," The MoonQueen said, regarding me through cobalt eyes. "Bravissimo! C'est magnifique, Mon Cheri. You have done it!"
     I tried to escape the deity's glamour, the hypnotic, astral gauze of her being. I pictured Medea and the war I had just arrived from.
    "I have done it?" I questioned. "I have done it? That's all? All of this was some field study to you? To see me betray my species and uncover the Warm One's plans, to witness another Stargazer cursed with your Dark Instinct?"
    She clapped her hands and held them in delight, eyes shifting to cloudy indigo. "Byron, Byron, Byron, sweetest of my offspring. You don't understand, do you?"
    "Unless somebody tells me and stops asking me that, not really." She hovered closer to me. I had to hide my eyes from the brilliance.
    "I am old," she said, her voice a cutting gale. "Older than you know.  A hundred times your life span is but a fleeting dusk to me. When civilization was young, I was already menstruating worlds. I have been here since the beginning of time, Byron. My motives and those of the other Giants are perhaps beyond you, but I wonder sometimes."
     "What motives?" I asked, resentment bubbling like a geyser. "The Holocaust, this little civilization in the wastes?"
      She nodded. "Everything, Dearest.  You could say it was a little experiment, a little move of the pieces in creation's chess game, if you know what that is. We existed well before, Byron, but a change had to occur. I grew bored little child, and boredom is the death of gods. Maybe it was just my destiny."
     "Well, I'm glad I could be of some service," I said sarcastically, lowering my head. I felt so tired, all of a sudden.
     "But you were." I could feel her resonant, silky speech in my head, her breath all over my skin. "You always have been. Now, I know the extent of the Warm Ones' powers, faith which only grew stronger after we enslaved them. Such a pity. I preferred crosses and ankhs than this malignancy that not only hurts us but our handiwork. But adjustments must always be made, and I owe it all to you, Dearest."
    "You disgust me." I tried to match her gaze, but found phenomena obfuscating.
     She tilted her head. "Careful, Mon Cheri. I created you, not the Warm Ones."
    "You did, all right." I barked. "You gave me such a great ride, Mistress. Thanks for the sham. I'll leave the puppet strings on the way out."
     Her tone seemed genuinely honest, but I knew honesty or truth were also playthings to this being. "But you weren't a puppet, Byron. You're still my greatest one, my favorite. I wouldn't have allowed you to attempt creation if I didn't adore you."
     "So what was I before? What was I when I lived and breathed normally?" I asked. Hollowness filled me instead of anticipation.
     She smiled, revealing perfect fangs, glowing, almost translucent. "Don't you remember your dreams?"
     I opened my mouth.  Yes, I do, a voice told me.
    "Of course you do," she said, "and you must have known I can enter any Stargazer's mind, for I give them immortality. You must have known."
    "Damn you." I looked away, more tears leaving me in heavy globs.
    "Your dreams, Byron, what do they tell you?" I felt her hand on my face, forcing me to watch her...


Byron learns the truth of who he really is...how the war began against The MoonQueen.



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