A.F. Henley

Doren was born with a powerful gift -- a gift he's managed to use to put him well on his way to becoming a star. But there is more to that gift than just musical talent, and as careful as Doren is to hide that fact, there are some who know of the power behind the sound, and all the ways they could abuse it.<br><br>August's goal in life is simple: make an impact in the music industry. An opportunity to work as the personal assistant to Doren seems to be exactly the kind of break he needs to accomplish that goal.<br><br>But all too often in life, simple becomes just another complication, especially when there are people whose goal is even simpler: destroy and dominate.

The Gift

Teeth bared, he reached into the tumble of hair and pulled Medea up to look at him. Her lips were plumped and red from her efforts, her cheeks flushed with exertion, but it was her eyes that drew him. The music raged inside his mind, tearing through his senses and stinging his nerves like angry wasps. From a million miles away he heard a whisper, so low he could barely hear, “It’s death.”


Oh God, it couldn’t end like this. Not like this, with some sick freak and his even sicker mistress. His parents would never know what happened to him. They would probably never even find his body. He would become just another number, another lost soul on the list of millions.


Chapter 53