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Second, I’m letting one of my characters take over my blog today. This is something I intend to do more often so you can get to know the characters better—especially from their own perspective. As for Bastian, he can be a handful, and he has a foul mouth, but he promised to tone it down a little—or at least try to. First, a few facts about Bastian…
Second, I’m letting one of my characters take over my blog today. This is something I intend to do more often so you can get to know the characters better—especially from their own perspective. As for Bastian, he can be a handful, and he has a foul mouth, but he promised to tone it down a little—or at least try to. First, a few facts about Bastian…
Quick Stats:
Bastian’s Books:
- Vampire
- 963 years old
- 6’2”
- Blond hair
- Blue eyes
- In a relationship
- Bartender at Nocturnal Surrender
Bastian’s Books:
- Nothing Lasts Forever
- Nocturnal Surrender
- Midnight Confessions
- Note: Bastian will also be in the rest of The Nocturnal Surrender Series books but won’t be a main character again until the final novel. For more information, please visit my SERIES WEBSITE.
And now, I’ll let the vampire himself take over. Go for it, Baz…
Yeah, thanks so much for setting up another one of these fu— I mean, another of these wonderful character posts.
*rolls his eyes*
So…I guess I should tell everyone about myself. I think I’ll do this a little different than normal. How about a check list so I can skip the miserable story that is my life?
Well, there you have it. That’s my effed-up life. Yes, there’s far more to my past, but I’m not going there. I have to focus on getting to know Nicole better and plotting my retribution on Rosenbaum.
I know my worthless ass—sorry, I can’t hold back anymore—doesn’t deserve someone as wonderful as Nicole, but I’m tired of being looked at like a monster, even by other vampires.
There has to be something worth loving in me.
*scrubs a hand over his face*
Who the hell am I kidding? Like I said before; I’m sure she’ll decide I’m worthless, too.
Screw it, I’m leaving. Thanks for making me think about all the miserable things in my life, Lorraine. Hope it was worth it.
*slams the door on his way out*
Poor Bastian. Sometimes I feel so bad for what I put him through in his books, and what he’ll be going through in the rest of the series. Hopefully he can forgive me one day.
Since he cut his post a little short, how about an excerpt from one of his books?
Yeah, thanks so much for setting up another one of these fu— I mean, another of these wonderful character posts.
*rolls his eyes*
So…I guess I should tell everyone about myself. I think I’ll do this a little different than normal. How about a check list so I can skip the miserable story that is my life?
- My fiancée, Elise, was murdered in front of me two hundred years ago by that bast— uh, by that pompous ex-Enforcer, Christof Rosenbaum.
- I was sentenced to—you guessed it—two hundred years in exile for trying to stop him.
- Part of my sentence was I could only feed on animal blood during that time.
- Now that I can feed on humans again, the bloodlust gets hard to control sometimes.
- My brother, Donovan, thinks I’m worthless and reckless, and so does everyone else.
- Except…this hot little stripper I met, Nicole French, AKA, Darling Nikki. But give her time. I’m sure she’ll grow to despise me one day.
- Oh, and I saved the best for last. I have a score to settle with that bast— with Rosenbaum. Either he’ll pay with his life or someone he loves will.
- Okay, one more thing. I effing hate not being able to effing cuss. If I hadn’t promised Lorraine I’d do this post, I’d be out of here right now.
Well, there you have it. That’s my effed-up life. Yes, there’s far more to my past, but I’m not going there. I have to focus on getting to know Nicole better and plotting my retribution on Rosenbaum.
I know my worthless ass—sorry, I can’t hold back anymore—doesn’t deserve someone as wonderful as Nicole, but I’m tired of being looked at like a monster, even by other vampires.
There has to be something worth loving in me.
*scrubs a hand over his face*
Who the hell am I kidding? Like I said before; I’m sure she’ll decide I’m worthless, too.
Screw it, I’m leaving. Thanks for making me think about all the miserable things in my life, Lorraine. Hope it was worth it.
*slams the door on his way out*
Poor Bastian. Sometimes I feel so bad for what I put him through in his books, and what he’ll be going through in the rest of the series. Hopefully he can forgive me one day.
Since he cut his post a little short, how about an excerpt from one of his books?
Nocturnal Surrender: Chapter One Excerpt
This wasn’t the homecoming Bastian Evanko had hoped for after two hundred years in exile. Getting berated by his brother served as a reminder of how strained their relationship had always been. Apparently the time apart had done nothing to mend old wounds.
So much for a starting over.
Donovan paced behind his mahogany desk, blond hair falling perfectly down the back of his expensive suit. “You shouldn’t be here. You know better. This city is no good for you, not with your past.”
Bastian gripped the wooden armrests of the pretentious-looking chair where Donovan had commanded him to sit. “My sentence is over. I will come and go as I please now. Spending the last two centuries in isolation was almost more than I could take.” He loosened his hold when the wood cracked. If he turned the chair into kindling, he’d never hear the end of it.
A point Donovan confirmed when he stopped and glared. “You’d better not destroy my office, little brother. The last thing we need is a repeat of what happened—”
“Oh, please. How long are you going to keep bringing that up?” Bastian clenched his fists and stood, nearly knocking the fucking chair backward. “And stop calling me little brother. Two years makes no difference after nearly a millennia.”
In an instant, Donovan moved to face Bastian. His eyes turned silver and his fangs extended. “Do not think to challenge me, little brother. As long as I have to keep cleaning up your messes, I’ll call you whatever I damn well please.” He waved a dismissive hand and returned to his desk, eyes reverting to their usual pale blue as his fangs receded. The monster within was hidden behind his baby face once more. No one would ever suspect a murderous creature lurked beneath that innocent façade.
With a deep breath, Bastian sucked in the amped-up vampiric testosterone saturating the air. The tension between them was suffocating, and the next move rested on his shoulders. He could take the all-too-familiar road of trying to prove himself with a physical display and allow the powder keg to explode, or…
“You’re right. I have made many mistakes, but you also know I’ve done nothing wrong since you stood up for me with the Elders and convinced them to spare my life.” Hand extended, Bastian crossed the room and stopped a respectable distance away. “Please, Donovan, let’s put the past behind us and move forward. How can I make amends if you won’t give me the opportunity?”
There was silence except for the ticking of the large antique clock on the bookcase. Soundproof walls allowed in nothing from the nightclub beyond the office door, or from the bustling city outside.
Donovan glanced at the proffered hand then locked gazes with Bastian, his expression unreadable.
For a moment, Bastian wished vampires weren’t able to shield their thoughts from each other. His shoulders stiffened. A few more seconds of being ignored and he’d lose the tenuous grasp he had on his temper.
In the past, he would have blown by now—verbally and physically—without regard for the consequences. His poor impulse control had created a rift between him and Donovan long ago. He never did anything right in his brother’s eyes, resulting in far too many years of Donovan’s condescending attitude. But he wanted his brother to see he was different now, and the only way for that to happen was to fight the anger.
Pressure built under his gums. His fangs ached to descend. Swallowing hard, he licked his teeth.
Still normal, but not for long.
Copyright © 2013 Lorraine Pearl
This wasn’t the homecoming Bastian Evanko had hoped for after two hundred years in exile. Getting berated by his brother served as a reminder of how strained their relationship had always been. Apparently the time apart had done nothing to mend old wounds.
So much for a starting over.
Donovan paced behind his mahogany desk, blond hair falling perfectly down the back of his expensive suit. “You shouldn’t be here. You know better. This city is no good for you, not with your past.”
Bastian gripped the wooden armrests of the pretentious-looking chair where Donovan had commanded him to sit. “My sentence is over. I will come and go as I please now. Spending the last two centuries in isolation was almost more than I could take.” He loosened his hold when the wood cracked. If he turned the chair into kindling, he’d never hear the end of it.
A point Donovan confirmed when he stopped and glared. “You’d better not destroy my office, little brother. The last thing we need is a repeat of what happened—”
“Oh, please. How long are you going to keep bringing that up?” Bastian clenched his fists and stood, nearly knocking the fucking chair backward. “And stop calling me little brother. Two years makes no difference after nearly a millennia.”
In an instant, Donovan moved to face Bastian. His eyes turned silver and his fangs extended. “Do not think to challenge me, little brother. As long as I have to keep cleaning up your messes, I’ll call you whatever I damn well please.” He waved a dismissive hand and returned to his desk, eyes reverting to their usual pale blue as his fangs receded. The monster within was hidden behind his baby face once more. No one would ever suspect a murderous creature lurked beneath that innocent façade.
With a deep breath, Bastian sucked in the amped-up vampiric testosterone saturating the air. The tension between them was suffocating, and the next move rested on his shoulders. He could take the all-too-familiar road of trying to prove himself with a physical display and allow the powder keg to explode, or…
“You’re right. I have made many mistakes, but you also know I’ve done nothing wrong since you stood up for me with the Elders and convinced them to spare my life.” Hand extended, Bastian crossed the room and stopped a respectable distance away. “Please, Donovan, let’s put the past behind us and move forward. How can I make amends if you won’t give me the opportunity?”
There was silence except for the ticking of the large antique clock on the bookcase. Soundproof walls allowed in nothing from the nightclub beyond the office door, or from the bustling city outside.
Donovan glanced at the proffered hand then locked gazes with Bastian, his expression unreadable.
For a moment, Bastian wished vampires weren’t able to shield their thoughts from each other. His shoulders stiffened. A few more seconds of being ignored and he’d lose the tenuous grasp he had on his temper.
In the past, he would have blown by now—verbally and physically—without regard for the consequences. His poor impulse control had created a rift between him and Donovan long ago. He never did anything right in his brother’s eyes, resulting in far too many years of Donovan’s condescending attitude. But he wanted his brother to see he was different now, and the only way for that to happen was to fight the anger.
Pressure built under his gums. His fangs ached to descend. Swallowing hard, he licked his teeth.
Still normal, but not for long.
Copyright © 2013 Lorraine Pearl
Praise for the Series
“The chemistry between Bastian and Nicole is off the charts HAWT! WOW!! The world building is interesting and the plot is very intriguing. I love the author’s writing style and the editing was spot on. If you are a fan of Erotic PNR, you are going to love this series. It’s kind of like Laura Wright meets Lora Leigh with a pinch of JR Ward thrown in the mix.” Danie – Amazon Kindle reviewer.
“I am digging this Novella series by Lorraine Pearl. I finished Nocturnal Surrender & immediately purchase the next book in the series, Midnight Confessions. Great back story, character & story development. Oh, and let’s not skip over the hot and I mean incredibly hot sex between Bastian & Nicole that makes you weak in the knees & tingly all over.” Sharon – Amazon Kindle reviewer.
I hope you enjoyed Bastian's visit today. Leave a comment to let me know what you think about him. Does this hotheaded vamp do it for you? Do you prefer bad boys? What is your favorite paranormal creature? Mine is obviously a bad-boy vampire.
And don't forget to grab the first books in the series while they are on sale.
And don't forget to grab the first books in the series while they are on sale.
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