Surrendering her life to copywriting for the biotech wing of a multinational corporation was not what Eliza Latimer had had in mind for herself when she graduated from college with a degree in English. Seized by a sudden impulse to defy her fate, she sends a series of incendiary e-mails to the higher echelons of the company. Eliza is certain that she will be fired. But, why would a huge corporation like Monte Salute bring one of its lowliest employees upstate to meet the gorgeous sole heir and owner, if he was just going to fire her? Alessandro Neroni has a secret that Eliza is about to find out. But, she has a secret of her own.
On the other side of the country, Nick Assenzio was working with a team of physicists on the verge of a revolutionary break-through. His life is plunged into disarray when he is implicated in a terrorist plot and must run from a fate worse than death. With his world turned completely upside down, Nick must ally himself with an alcoholic, chain-smoking, semi-immortal magician named Beau.
How will a shadowy religious cabal, an extradimensional bar, the scientific manifestation of hell, werewolves, vampires, and things that go bump in the night eventually weave the fabric Eliza's destiny to Nick's? Who will survive? Can they, along with their unlikely allies, save the world from the Pandemonium Dream? Drink Deeply is created by Emile Bienert, an eGlobal Creative Publishing Signed Author.

Drink Deeply

“Ms. Veselsky is a siren.” Eliza opened her mouth as if to object, but Alessandro continued, “The Irish called her kind a banshee. Similar idea. There are all sorts of legends about creatures who can control the fates and minds of other people just with their voices.”


Eliza remembered the effect Ms. Veselsky’s words had had on her when they were in the office, leaving the helicopter, meeting Alessandro. It hadn’t*felt* like her will had been taken from her, but what would being robbed of one’s will really feel like?


“Yes, I mean, the stories are all full of magic. Trust me, when you get right down to it, there’s no such thing. When you live with it for as long as I have, it becomes… well… it becomes a great big bore.”


Eliza looked at her… what was he? Did she still work for him? He’d tried to kill her. She’d maybe tried to kill him back? How long had he been alive? Goodness, how many people had he killed?


Chapter 15: Bumps