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

Pietr was on the move. Jenna’s orders were clear: do not engage the target under any circumstances. She’d been shadowing him all morning with little to report. He was talking to police. He was on his phone. He was going into the apartment building. He was going out. This was the first he’d strayed past the caution tape. Dressed as a civilian, she weaved in and out of the now dissipating crowds around what was left of a scene of some sort of explosion. He had been there all day with the two detectives, in their SJTPD sweatsuits - replacement clothes. They were supposed to be werewolves. Jenna was one of the few Morningstars who had seen a fully transformed lycanthrope. She wasn’t in a hurry to repeat the experience.


“Feed’s not clear. What’s going on over there?” came a voice through Jenna’s earpiece.


“Target’s northbound on foot. Guerrera by High. Two lobos are with him.”


“Proceed with extreme caution. Do *not* give yourself away,” said the voice.


Chapter 37: Paper Drive