Man, oh man, but I do love the idea of magic. (I know, who doesn’t, right?) After all, there are just so many perks that come with it – power, glory, security. Sure, there are also those nasty little side dishes of responsibility and selflessness, but those are merely expectations as opposed to requirements. We’ve all read enough villains in our time to know that not everybody picks the side of good when it comes to magic.
I’m not really surprised by that concept, either. Vices have a much stronger pull than virtues. They’re seductive little beasts. They sit back in velvet thrones and mumble intriguing scenarios like: sure, being good is its own reward, but you know what also makes a damn good reward? Money. Fame. Importance. The terrified servitude of millions.
Or, something like that… I try not to listen too closely.
My point being, that more often than not, it seems like the path towards the dark is a simple step, while the way towards the light is chock-full of sacrifice and suffering. This is probably where I’m supposed to point out that the rewards of the soul are far more sustaining than the rewards of mankind. Or offer some kind of prophetic sermon about how the more difficult the journey, the greater the prize when you reach your destination.
But, sometimes… well… sometimes it gets hard.
Hard as in: man-this-is-cumbersome-and-burdens-my-soul kind of way, folks. Get your minds out of the gutter. (Just kidding, I love the gutter. I have shares in Gutter Inc., I’m sure of it.)
This is the struggle faced by the main character, Doren, in the Gift. It’s also the same premise that his love interest, August, has to face. While Doren is offered all the benefits that fame and fortune can grant, August is offered the power to manipulate and chain someone’s heart. These are slippery slopes our boys tread on, indeed, but having the right people on one’s side when the time comes to start making decisions and weighing consequences, sure does help a whole hell of a lot…
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It was only by the grace of a power mightier than all of them that when Doren walked into the lobby, there was no one else there but the desk clerk. His eyes were red from tears. His hands were still bloody. He was exhausted, physically and emotionally, and it was hard to force his steps to continue bringing him forward.
But the clerk looked up and smiled, and Doren could swear that there was gratitude shining in the man’s eyes, maybe even pride.
“Ah! Doren, sir! What a pleasure to see you’ve made it back!”
Doren watched, swaying softly, unwilling to expend the energy to form words.
“You’ve had a busy night then, I take it?”
Again, silence followed the man’s question.
The clerk, however, didn’t seem to mind. He walked slowly around the desk and leaned towards Doren,
cautiously, before grabbing Doren’s shoulder in an effort to steady Doren’s body. Doren gave in to the fatigue and slumped against him. “There, there, sir,” the clerk said, patting Doren’s shoulder. “You’re going to be just fine now. Just fine indeed.” The clerk reached around and slipped his hand around Doren’s clasped one.
Doren looked at the juncture of both their arms and it took him a full minute to realize he had the CD clutched in his grip. When? How? He didn’t recall grabbing it from the car … yet there it was … back to haunt him, back to steal him away again. Horrified, Doren looked up at the clerk, questioning the man with his eyes as if the answers ought to be right there.
He smiled at Doren’s expression, but the look was full of kindness, as if to a child. “How’s about you just give that to me? I’ll take care of that for you.” The clerk pulled at Doren’s fingers, forcing Doren to release the grip that he himself could not seem to shake, and when the CD finally left Doren’s hand, a shivery sigh passed his lips.
An enormous weight lifted from Doren’s shoulders, tears flooded his eyes, and he looked up gratefully at the man who, at that moment, seemed very near to Christ-like.
“Now,” the clerk continued, slipping the blood-smeared CD out of sight on the desk. “Perhaps you have
someone you would like to check in on, hmm?”
Fear, then guilt, flooded Doren’s expression, unleashing memories he would have just as soon forgotten. “August,” he moaned, lurching from the clerk and down the hall.
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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.
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.
But all too often in life, simple becomes just another complication, especially when there are people whose goal is even simpler: destroy and dominate.
Word Count: 89,000
Content: Contains some explicit content
About the Author:
Henley was born with a full-blown passion for run-on sentences, a zealous indulgence in all words descriptive, and the endearing tendency to overuse punctuation. Since the early years Henley has been an enthusiastic writer, from the first few I-love-my-dog stories to the current leap into erotica.
A self-professed Google genius, Henley lives for the hours spent digging through the Internet for ‘research purposes’ which, more often than not, lead seven thousand miles away from first intentions, but bring Henley to new discoveries and ideas that, once seeded, tend to flourish.
Henley has been proudly working with LT3 since 2012, and has been writing like mad ever since – an indentured servant to the belief that romance and true love can mend the most broken soul. Even when presented in prose.
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22 thoughts on “AF Henley Is Here With Us Today With “the Gift” And A Gift!”
I want to be the cool kid and say vice but I’m pretty sure I would choose virtue.
I can relate to that most definitely. XD
I’ve seen in my own family where the path of letting a vice run your life can lead. So, I would have to say virtue, even though it might be less exciting.
Thanks for the giveaway – The Gift sounds interesting!
It’s a slippery slope, indeed. Thank you so much for the interest! :D
I would choose virtue but probably look a little longingly at the vice option. Thank you for the giveaway.
I grinned at your reply too much. Very honest. Thank you for reading! :D
Thank you so much for hosting the giveaway! It’s a pleasure and an honour to be on your site again. :D
You’re so welcome, Freedom! It’s always a pleasure to have you here with us. :)
Reminds me of the Ring in the Lord of the Rings, how tempting yet destructive to the soul. I would choose virtue even though you might end up being sacrificed for it.
Good company to be considered with, thank you! <3
Virtue. Although I kind of think I should side with the darkside…who am I kidding I’m too good to be bad, lol. Being bad feels like it could be good sometimes…tho
I couldn’t agree more ;)
It’s so hard to honestly choose when most of life seems like such a muddle of grey, but I hope I would pick the virtue. Vices lead to such despairing places.
Maybe, the ideal place is with a foot on each path. If that’s even possible without being split in half. XD
I’ve never had much of a temptation to the dark side, so I can’t say for certain what I’d do. However, I will say that the times when I’ve “gone bad,” I have hurt so much more than any benefit I might have gotten from it. My default setting seems to be on the virtuous side, no matter how much fun those on the vice side seem to be having.
Of course, things can be seen as vice by some that I just see as good fun. So, I don’t consider myself too nice. But yeah, anything that causes another pain, I won’t be taking part in, and I seem to have a lot of foresight into how my decisions might hurt another.
Intriguing excerpt. I’m not sure what’s going on, but I’d like to find out. Thanks for sharing it and the giveaway with us.
Thank you so much for the interest, and the comment! :D
Both choices are difficult, but I choose vice. I am my biggest failures and that has taught me many lessons I have come to understand as virtues. I think Virtues are one’s conquests of vices, so to speak.
Please do not enter me in the draw. I just wanted to participate as I own a copy already. Much love.
True enough. Thank you so much for leaving a comment. :)
Happy Holidays, everyone, and thanks so much for stopping in to enter Freedom’s E-book giveaway. This contest is now closed, and the winning reader has been selected. An E-copy of the Gift goes to…
Congratulations to you, Carolyn! I’ve already emailed Freedom with your contact information, so expect to get your Gift soon. :)
That’s my favorite kind of Gift to open. ;-) Thank you, Freedom and Lisa!
You’re very welcome, Carolyn. Happy holidays! <3