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

Frank screamed. It was deafening. It was so human that it was almost inhuman. Lukas, even though he looked to be near death, kept grinning.


“I thought you said he wasn’t alive,” said Eliza.


“The protocol I started was to load a brainscan into him, you know, in case I died or something,” he said. “His physical brain’s based on mine, so it must’ve taken root pretty quickly.”


“Shotguns are no fun, but, yeah, I’ll live,” coughed Lukas. “Right now, I’m more concerned with Frank. I think he got some of the rudiments - an active amygdala and stuff, but I’m pretty sure that he’s never had a thought before in his life. I doubt he can even speak right now.”


Eliza watched as the pale, well-muscled man tried stepping forward farther, looked around in utter and absolute confusion. What must he be thinking?


“Yup,” said Lukas. “None of my charming personality. He’s alive; he’s human, and that’s about it.”


Chapter 49: Explosive Reagents