Author: P.C. Darkcliff
Book title: The Priest of Orpagus
Genre: Dark fantasy
Publish date: Nov. 17, 2019
Braze Wilson and Mehpare Eroglu prevent a man from committing suicide. But they should have let him die.
Their deed throws them into the sphere of Ashezma Daeva, the demon of wrath and lust, who traps them in his temple whenever they sleep. Days bring them closer as they teach English in Southern Turkey, but nights bring dreams that will tear them apart.The dreams are the only thing Braze and Mehpare have in common: he’s an atheistic American while she’s a pious Turk. Their attraction trumps borders and gods—but it’s no match for the demon, whose tentacles drag them toward murder and depravity.
Only a brave and desperate act can win the battle for their souls. Can Braze and Mehpare destroy the demon and his immortal priest? Find out today on Amazon . . . and remember that some creatures must perish twice.
An old man emerged from the ruins of a temple and walked to the edge of a cliff. He huddled in his white robe as a gust of wind rushed up from the sea.
Whitecaps formed twenty feet from the shore and raced toward the temple like rows of crazed pilgrims. In their frenzy, they crashed against the cliff face and staggered backward, wringing outbursts from their followers. The spray drenched the man’s hood in a salty drizzle.
The man’s heart roared just like the sea. He tugged at his white beard when he spotted a ten-foot shadow gliding under the surface. How would the demon take the news he had brought? Not even three millennia of service helped the man predict his master’s reactions.
The demon spread his tentacles, caught the undertow, and rode it like an eight-winged vulture. When he reached the cliff face, he wrapped his tentacles around undersea rocks and poked his head above the surface.
Saltwater poured down his yellow, slanted eyes, but he never blinked. Two pairs of puckered feelers squirmed around his mouth as he sent a telepathic message: “Why have you summoned me? Is it that nosy woman again?”
“It is, Master,” the man said with a bow, relieved that the demon hadn’t lashed out at him. “And this time, she’s bringing another intruder: her nephew.”
The monster revealed a set of shark-like teeth in a dreadful sneer. “It’s time to show her whose realm she has invaded!”
* * *
Black clouds rushed in to strangle the sunshine as the Jeep headed toward the Garus Mountains. Lush cotton fields and red and green pomegranate orchards gave way to barren hills and brown conifers. The wind slammed into the dying trees and made them bend and groan. Their bare branches waved as if to warn the intruders off. But Claudia Fleming barreled on. A fire of obsession blazed in her eyes as she stared through the windshield.
On the passenger seat, James watched his aunt with a frown, certain she had lost it. Her eyes had also twinkled during her last visit to the States while she’d talked about her research and excavations. They’d flared last week when she’d video-called him and talked him into coming to Turkey to see her “amazing discovery.” The fire of enthusiasm had died, though, and a maniacal glow had sprung up in its place.
Claudia had hardly spoken since his arrival, except to herself, and she hunched above the steering wheel like a vulture over carrion. Her hair dangled over her face in greasy, knotted strands. An acrid smell wafted from her armpits whenever she raised her hand to scratch her head.
And where the hell was she taking him? This was the most desolate place he’d ever seen. He couldn’t believe they were just an hour’s drive from the bustling city of Antalya, where he’d landed that morning.
“Where the fuck are we going, Auntie?”
She shifted on the seat and mumbled…
P.C. Darkcliff has been writing fiction ever since he learned his letters. His first attempt was a short story about a talking dog. When he discovered the world of fantasy and paranormal fiction, he never looked back.
He has released two novels, Deception of the Damned and The Priest of Orpagus. In 2020, he’s going to launch Celts and the Mad Goddess, the first installment of Deathless Chronicle.
P.C. has lived in six countries and on three different continents, and many of his adventures have spilled into his stories and novels. He has settled with his wife in Southwestern Spain.