Dominic Bright is the hero if my upcoming Heart of Darkness.
Dominic is a witch who’s grown up outclan – or outside the governance of a clan system. He was raised by his foster father after his parents died when he’d been an infant. So when he meets Meriel he’s been stealing magick from the Clan’s font (sort of a well for their magick), she has no idea what she’s in for. He’s the antithesis of what she is. Where she was born and raised live and breathe Clan Owen, he was raised to distrust them all. I loved writing them together on the page!
Here’s a little taste of Dominic and Meriel from November 1st’s HEART OF DARKNESS:
She wasn’t surprised that he knew she was there. His awareness of that fact was quite clear as she approached. The energy of his focus on her pricked at her skin. Not painful, but clearly could be if necessary. Still, nothing could have prepared her for the sight that greeted her. She knew his eyes were pale green even though the room was dim—eyes locked on her like a predator.
Dominic Bright in the flesh was a punch to the gut. A sensory wallop of total and unbelievable hotness.
Sprawled in a booth in a roped-off VIP section, his physical presence was nearly as large as his magickal one. The dark T-shirt he wore stretched over tight muscles and broad shoulders. Black boots peeked from the bottom of his jeans. Long legs stretched out before him.
Masculine. The man was breathtakingly masculine. Sharp features marked him, heavy-lidded, sexy eyes, a goatee; his shoulder length hair was thick and she wondered what it would feel like between her fingers. His lips promised such carnal delights she had to take a deep breath to steady herself.
His energy was immense. He had reserves she’d lay odds he had no idea how to use. She wondered if he even knew he was a Council witch. So much raw power emanated from him she wanted to lean in and take a long sniff.
Since that would undermine her own position and power, and since most people didn’t smell each other in public, she refrained from the aforementioned sniffing and found her own center.
His gaze caressed up her body and settled upon her face. “Welcome to the Heart of Darkness, pretty witch.”
His voice was deep and scratchy. He didn’t yell over the music and yet she heard him perfectly.
She continued her approach, steadying legs that may have buckled had she been a lesser woman, stopping finally when her thighs touched the table. The scent of his magick hung about him like a heavy cloak. And fed her like she’d been starving.
“Mr. Bright, you’ve been a very naughty boy.”
“So I’ve been told a time or two. I take it you’re Clan Owen here to spank me.”
This is who I pictured as I wrote him:
Sexy Shark himself Michael Fassbender….
And this is his song:
Nine Inch Nails – Where is Everybody
Anyway I had a great time writing him. He ranks right up there as one of my favorite heroes ever. I hope you all like him as much as I loved writing him 🙂
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