Blurb: What do you do when you face the biggest fear of losing somebody you love? And what do the boys and men in this epic story about lust for life and love do? Do they cave in and lose their faith or do they fall, get to their feet again and fight on for the most powerful belief of all? And how do immortals influence their fates? Deathbearer is prowling around the Cherson's army encampment and this time she has found a better instrument for her malicious vengeance. Will her plotting destroy Belial's favorites or will he be able to protect them from all harm? Two boys, five men, and two immortals. Twenty-two nights of life. What will the full moon night bring? Find out in the second part of Trails of Love I Crawl trilogy.
Word count: approximately 98 800 words
Content note: Trails of Love I Crawl Part 2 is a gay, erotic, paranormal fantasy. It contains explicit sexual scenes, including BDSM elements, and may be considered offensive to some readers.
We'll see. But the words remained only in Belial's head. He had watched Viktor going through a plethora of emotions tonight. Hope, despair, fear, desire, anger, doubts, hesitant affection, bravery, denial, acceptance, powerless fury, sadness, distress... and they had all been clashing in the man's soul again and again. He doubted that Viktor's resilience would carry him through much more in the next few hours. No. His pet needed to rest and sleep. There would be other days when Viktor could adjust his opinions. Just slightly. But not tonight. Tonight there would be just a pleasurable stress relief. All the rest could wait.
Purring quietly: “Do what you see Argyros doing,” he repositioned to stand behind Viktor and his nod invited his Fallen to demonstrate the full exercise. Argyros' tender half-smile brimmed with playfulness again and Donn's face lit up with sweet anticipation too. Just a bat of his eyelashes told them that he knew, understood and approved. They didn't need more encouragement to show their desire and need off. Smiling, he let two horizontal rods descend slowly in front of Argyros and Viktor. His silvery kitten grabbed his one without any hesitation. Yes, they had played this game plenty of times. Viktor wrapped his palms around the cold steel far more gingerly and cautiously. As if he half expected the rod to burn him. “Nothing what happens between now and the dawn will hurt, Viktor,” Belial whispered into his ear to brush away a part of the lingering worries and the shiver his hot breath invoked pleased him more than he allowed his pet to realize. Indeed, all would work just well between the two of them.
His will made the rod in front of Argyros rise above the boy's head. And higher still. His pet held onto it obediently all the time and when the bar finally stopped its movement, Argyros' body was
stretched most alluringly. The lad balanced on his toes and every muscle of his figure presented itself to hungry eyes shamelessly.
Donn's hands shot in view and his fingers flicked his companion's nipples lightly. It was enough to wake the soft buds up and coax blood to gush into their capillaries rapidly. So rapidly that Argyros couldn't really hold a moan inside his mouth. It sounded as softly as a morning breeze and just as sensually. And Belial's white teeth flashed in a wide, unconcealed smirk. If he wasn't mistaken, his unwilling pet wouldn't be able to resist this powerful display of lust.
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Ciaran Dwynvil, the bard of gay erotic fantasy, writes for... the characters. “I'm their happy scribe and their personal bard. When they come to me, their story is already there and they just need an author willing to listen in silent midnight hours, paint their life with words and then sing about it on pages of the books. That's what I do and what fills my days with joy.” This approach to writing resonates best with thoughtful readers for whom character emotions and plots are just as important, (if not more) as the erotic aspect of the stories. The lines in Ciaran's novels flow like verses in a minstrel's tales from the time long passed. Like stitches on a tapestry they create intricate images for those who dare to join the characters in the moments of bliss and in the moments of their darkest hours. Readers will get pulled in a complex fantasy world and will live through stories of faith, life, love and lust that will leave them aching for more. The narratives never use solely one character's point of view. Just like a tapestry doesn't rely just on one color, Ciaran's novels aren't told in one voice only. All heroes and villains speak on the pages and thus allow a reader to experience their story from multiple perspectives until a rich, complete vision fully emerges.
Web page: http://www.ciarandwynvil.com/
I have never experienced such anticipation as I did while waiting for this book to be published. I had been so emotionally moved by the tale of lust and love in Part 1 and had grown so attached to all of the characters that I could not wait for the sequel to be published to learn what fate awaited these amazing men. I could barely contain my excitement as I sat down to read Trails of Love I Crawl Part 2. If you haven't read Part 1, I highly recommend that you read that first; otherwise, you can't comprehend the motives behind their actions, the depth of their emotions, or the situation in which the characters immediately find themselves.
The very first page of the book's prologue grabs the reader's attention with a thrilling and sensual encounter between a character fans already know and a beautiful and strong new character which sets the stage for events to unfold. Then we find first Amédée and later Viktor miserably trying to deal with the consequences of the events of the first book, and we begin the journey of lust and love anew as they struggle to discover to whom they truly belong. Like Part 1, Trails of Love I Crawl Part 2 tells the tale of these characters' lives so vividly and powerfully that readers will feel as though they are living the experiences along with the sexy men and won't want to let them go at book's end.
All of the characters with whom readers fell in love and who survived Part 1 return to continue their perilous tale in Part 2, a tale which will carry you to the heights of joyous peaks and to the depths of desolate canyons. You will find in this tale love so beautiful as to elicit tears and passions of lust and rage so powerful it will steal your breath. You will also find delightfully devious schemes courtesy of Belial, the Lord of Lust and the Prince of Trickery, and Jezebeth, the demon of a million lovely faces, two characters that I adore very much. Erotic and non-erotic scenes both contribute to the characters' thought processes, motivations, and feelings, and it is necessary to read all scenes to fully grasp what is happening and why. A beautifully written work of art, this story left me breathless and desperate for Part 3. If you are a fan of gay erotic fantasy, you don't want to miss this book!