Blood Revolution (God Wars, #3)

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BLOOD REVOLUTION

God Wars Book 3

 

CONNIE SUTTLE

 

 

 

 

The author's contact information may be found at the end of this book.

 

 

 

 

 

For Walter, Joe, Sarah S., Lee D. and Dianne J. Thank you.

 

 

 

And for Kathy, Beth, Albert and Lisa F. You are always in my thoughts.

 

 

 

 

 

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This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters and incidents portrayed within its pages are purely fictitious and a product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons (or vampires, werewolves, High Demons, Greater Demons, Lesser Demons, Larentii, shapeshifters, Ra'Ak, wizards, warlocks, witches, Saa Thalarr or gods) living or dead, is purely coincidental.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This book, whole or in part, MAY NOT be copied or reproduced by mechanical means (including photocopying or the implementation of any type of storage or retrieval system), without the express written permission of the author, except where permitted by law.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Other books by Connie Suttle

 

 

 

Blood Destiny Series

 

 

 

Blood Wager

 

Blood Passage

 

Blood Sense

 

Blood Domination

 

Blood Royal

 

Blood Queen

 

Blood Rebellion

 

Blood War

 

Blood Redemption

 

Blood Reunion

 

 

 

Legend of the Ir'Indicti Series

 

 

 

Bumble

 

Shadowed

 

Target

 

Vendetta

 

Destroyer

 

 

 

High Demon Series

 

 

 

Demon Lost

 

Demon Revealed

 

Demon's King

 

Demon's Quest

 

Demon's Revenge

 

Demon's Dream

 

 

 

The God Wars Series

 

 

 

Blood Double

 

Blood Trouble

 

Blood Revolution

 

Blood Love*

 

 

 

*Forthcoming

 

Chapter 1
 

 

Lissa's Journal

She's sleeping, now. I had to heal skull fractures.
Karzac's mindspeech was relieved and grumpy at the same time. Only he might pull off those emotions in mindspeech and I wasn't sure what to make of that.

What happened? Who threw her against a wall?

I have no idea. I was hoping you'd know.

Belen is dancing around like he's drunk, though
, I pointed out. He'd had some news and I was waiting for him to say what it was. He was doing the Nameless One version of a touchdown celebration in my study, and I was only waiting for Karzac to tell me my sister was all right before I demanded (as much as I could) that Belen tell me what he knew.

Your sister is fine for the moment, and as you have no idea how she was injured, I will have guards posted around her suite and outside her balcony
, Karzac informed me.
Go. Do what you must. Ask Belen what you wish to know
.

Thanks, honey
. I leaned forward and pulled Karzac's head down for a kiss. I had my sister back, things were looking up at the moment and I felt happy for the first time in months. Karzac's mouth settled over mine, with a promise that later, he'd be in my bed. I didn't mind that in the least.

* * *

Gavin waited outside Breanne's room until he was sure she was alone before folding inside. Lissa and Karzac had left seconds earlier, while guards took their positions outside the door and on the balcony.

"I should have done this the first time," Gavin murmured, bending down and kissing Breanne on the cheek before lifting a slender arm and tucking a teddy bear beneath it. "You saved me. You saved Lissa, and you saved my son. I can never repay those things, but should you have need, all you have to do is ask."

Breanne moaned softly as a finger trailed down her cheek. "Hush, my pretty child. Sleep now. Sleep."

* * *

"She destroyed the army?"

"Most of it, yes."

"But how?" I stared at Belen. His face was beaming so brightly I could barely look at it.

"I cannot explain it. I am the one lesser god allowed to know it. Only Breanne can recreate that event, should it become necessary, and the information will not be leaked to others. She will be hunted, now, actively."

"But you just said the army was dead."

"I did, and it is. A few individuals escaped. Most importantly, however, is that the majority of the army is gone. Their general, however, remains."

"General?" I gaped at Belen.

"Yes. That is how we describe him, but that does not adequately define what he is. Now that most of his minions have been destroyed, he will become more devious and far more dangerous."

"You're scaring me. I thought we had cause for celebration," I pointed out. I was ready to celebrate. Ready to be happy. Obviously, that wasn't to be.

"There is cause to celebrate, beloved. I feared that the army would be nearly impossible to defeat and take many lives and much of our time in a prolonged war. Your sister managed to defeat them. Now, we must turn our efforts to their commander."

"How strong is he?" I blinked at Belen.

"Even with only a few left in his command, he may still hold the power to destroy us all."

* * *

Breanne's Journal

I woke in my old bedroom on Le-Ath Veronis. My head hurt, and that wasn't a surprise. What was a surprise was that my skull was in one piece after it had come in forceful contact with one of Lissa's palace walls. A teddy bear lay in the crook of an arm, too, and I had no idea how it had gotten there.

The bear was a handsome one, and soft. I'd never had a bear. Ever. I hugged it to me and hoped the headache would disappear soon.

"Awake?" Karzac appeared from nothing beside my bed. "Don't worry, vampires have acute hearing," he grinned. "The guards outside heard you stirring and notified me."

"Why am I here?" I hugged my bear tighter.

"Because I had to heal skull fractures, that's why," Karzac's grin disappeared quickly.

"But why was I tossed back here?" I asked petulantly. Le-Ath Veronis was the last place I wanted to be. Too much pain had happened inside my sister's palace, yet that's where I'd been flung after the brief consideration of ending my corporeal self.

"Breanne, stop thinking about that fucking book." I jerked my head up at Karzac's words—and the profanity. He didn't employ it often—I knew that from past readings.

"I didn't know they took pictures," I sighed helplessly, burying my face against soft, faux fur.

"So many things should not have been," Karzac settled on the side of my bed. "So many blows should not have fallen. So many wounds cannot be healed completely."

He was right—there were scars on my spirit that would never disappear. Brief thoughts of Hank—and Jayson—crowded my mind and I hunched my shoulders against the pain of it.

Jayson likely knew about the book, and that was hard enough to swallow. Hank usually knew whatever Jayson knew, and that meant he'd been aware of the book, too. My heart squeezed in my chest and I hyperventilated. Karzac's fingers were against my forehead quickly, and I was unconscious.

* * *

"Terry's still keeping the house up for her. He has it cleaned every three months and makes sure the lawn service is paid," Jayson sighed.

Hank sat across from Jayson in a booth at Bogey's. "It's been over two years," he muttered.

"She's probably dead," Jayson wiped a hand over his face. "The old man just blusters and makes excuses every time somebody points out that Breanne's disappearance happened right after the book was released. Barry Stokes got hit hard, too, when a copy of that letter he sent out telling Breanne he didn't want her associated with Mercy Crossings anymore was published in a competitor's newspaper."

"Your mom and dad still split up?" Hank asked.

"Yeah. Mom won't talk to Dad. She's at the Tahoe house and refuses even to talk to Dad's assistant. She asked me the other day if I missed Bree. How do you respond to that?"

"With the truth?" Hank chewed on two drink straws.

"Hell, it squeezes my heart every time I think about her. Part of me feels responsible, when I had nothing to do with that. I talked to my lawyer, too, and he says it's a good thing Bree is missing. He says the release I bugged her to sign has enough documentation behind it to indicate it may have been coerced. He also pointed out that it could end up in a really ugly trial, since Bree had no indication that the book was in the works. We misrepresented ourselves when we asked her to sign the paper."

"Is that what's worrying you? A lawsuit?" Hank's eyes darkened. Jayson hated to see that—it meant Hank was dangerously angry.

"No. Fuck, no. I wish she'd come back so I could explain. You know I didn't know about any of that shit. Mom knows it, too. At least Mom's heart is healthy and she's exercising and taking better care of herself. Maybe I could ask her to explain things to Bree if she'd just come back to us. The statute of limitations should have run out on the lawsuit, too, but Terry filed papers to extend the time period. I understand it's to protect Bree's interest in all this, but it's damned inconvenient."

"So you are worried about a lawsuit?"

"Yeah. I guess I am." Jayson's gaze held worry as he blinked at Hank. "I want things to be like they were. Before that fucking book ruined everything. If we see her again, she won't talk to us. You know that, don't you?"

"I'll do my best to convince her otherwise. Where I'm concerned, at least. You'll have to fight your own battle on this one, Rome."

"It doesn't matter—she's dead. People have been looking for her for two years. People from the government. They stopped showing up at my house nine months ago. They know she's dead, too."

"I won't give her up unless I'm given evidence," Hank growled. "I'm going home." Hank rose from the booth and stalked out of Bogey's, leaving Jayson to pay the tab.

* * *

Breanne's Journal

"Breanne?" Lissa's voice woke me. Opening my eyes, I blinked at her. What was I supposed to say? What?

"Why are you here?" I blurted. Yeah, those probably weren't the smartest first words to say to your half-sister.

"I guess I should have expected that," she sighed. "Thank you," she added, settling on the side of my bed and blinking at me.

"For what?" Yes, my manners definitely needed work.

"For saving my life. And Gavin's. Rigo's, Tony's, Gavril's."

"My asshole nephew?" Yes, Gavril, whom everyone else knew as Teeg San Gerxon, would likely never be in my good graces.

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