My Goddess Fish Tour!

VBT_TheDarkBokor_CoverBannerMy Goddess Fish Tour for THE DARK BOKOR starts today!

I’ll be awarding a $10 All Romance E-Books gift card to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour.

November 26: Books on Silver Wings
December 3: Sharing Links and Wisdom
December 10: Worlds of Possibilities
December 17: Unabridged Andra
December 31: Wicked Wolves and Dreaming Dragons
January 7: Reviews Unleashed
January 14: Deal Sharing Aunt
January 14: Long and Short Reviews
January 21: Dalene’s Book Reviews


When it comes to the dark weavings of hoodoo magic, only a few can survive.


Again, he stopped in the doorway, heart pounding with fear and adrenaline. He would need all his skills to save his lover. Two of the walking dead flanked the bed. Jan straightened from where he’d been leaning over Matt, sprawled on the blankets. Blood dripped from the knife in his hand. Matt lay stiff, still, and a violent shudder passed through Jesse at the blood on his naked chest. He’d already been cut, but had he been drugged yet? He didn’t smell the sweet odor of the powder strike the bokor would have to use to control Matt, rubbed into an open wound.

Hope trembled in him until a cruel smile touched Janjak’s full lips. “Too late, cousin. He’s mine now.”

“No.” Jesse straightened to his full height, still inches shorter than the man before him. Didn’t matter. He drew on the powers he’d kept at bay his entire life, letting life’s energies flow into him. The zombies stepped toward him, but he stopped them with a flicker of his lashes, all his attention on the dark bokor.

Janjak’s smile slipped. “You’re strong, Jesse. I can feel you.” He drew a deep breath, a delicate shiver running through his sleek frame. “Your power is a heady mixture, love. Join me! Come back to the family. No one could stand up to us.” He looked Jesse up and down, bit a plump lip. “Oh, the fun we can have together!”

Jesse felt a strange touch in his mind, familiar. Lustful. The beautiful man wanted him, his power and strength. Wanted his body to touch and suck, to bind with soft rope and scarves. He’d been in Jesse’s mind when he and Matt had made love. He wanted that: Jesse tied to the bed, ass raised, immobile while Jan shoved fingers, then his long, slim dick into him, doling out pleasure and pain in equal measure.

Jesse shook the image from his head, knowing it was a lie planted to distract him. Just as he had done with Matt, playing on their loneliness. He noted that Janjak had moved closer to him. “What about Alexia? She might have something to say about this.”

Jan stopped, delight sweeping his pretty face. He threw his head back and laughed. “You jewel! No wonder Matt loves you. I met with my dear aunt days ago. Want to know the outcome? I’m here while she’s drooling in her pudding at the state hospital.”

“But I felt her—”

Janjak’s expression hardened. “You felt what I wanted you to. It served my purpose to have everyone believe a war was brewing between us. But it’s been me all along.”

Confused, Jesse searched his cousin’s cold, beautiful face. “But why?”

“To lure you to New Orleans, my sweet. You’re the only one left in the family who could challenge me. I won’t live with that. I broke the great bokor, Alexia LePierre! And now I’ll break you.”

Janjak sprang forward, raising the closed fist of his left hand. Apparently, he hadn’t had time to use the powder strike on Matt. Jesse barely had time to close his eyes before the white substance struck his face, feeling like cornstarch and sugar. Panicked, he tore his shirt over his head, wiping quickly at the powdery substance. It should be applied to open wounds, but his mouth, his eyes! A numbness crept along his face and started down his neck. No!

Tears stung, cleansing his eyes, and he spat to remove what clung to his lips. A moan jerked his head up. Matt! Damn, he had to see him. He blinked, opened his lids carefully. The zombies were moving, circling the bed. He didn’t see Janjak, but his heart jolted, raced as the nearest creature raised his fist and smashed it down on Matt’s bleeding chest. Matt’s anguished cry snapped Jesse’s stupor. This was not going to happen!

Centering his thoughts, Jesse’s mind swept his body, expelled the drug from his pores in painful beads of sweat. Matt’s fearful cry brought Jesse’s attention back. No! The zombie’s fist was raised again while the second creature had his hands on Matt’s head. Enough was enough. Jesse walked up to the nearest one. The monster turned on him, and Jesse put a hand on his cold forehead. The creature froze, and Jesse pushed his thoughts into his mind. Oh God, like shattered glass, fragmented, irreparable.

“I’m sorry.” His heart ached for the man the creature had once been, before Janjak had seduced and betrayed him. “Sleep now,” he said gently and lowered the man to the floor, closed the now-lifeless eyes.

About diannehartsock

Author of paranormal/suspense, fantasy/adventure, m/m romance and anything else that comes to mind. Oh, and a floral designer.
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2 Responses to My Goddess Fish Tour!

  1. Mary Roya says:

    I read ‘The Dark Bokor’. It was very intriguing. The story was thrilling. The characters were believable. I was cheering for the good guys. It was a twist at the end … for me. Good read.

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