The Book

The story that began as a simple Retriever case, has become the tale of the fight against a thousand years of evil.

The wolf shifters have Niceros to take down. The Vampire Twins have to deal with Cassius. The Second Kingdom is in disarray and Simeon, Asher and Phin are desperate to calm the unrest.

An alpha needs to accept his role, a blood demon has to become the King he was meant to be, and the Vampire twins have to end the war.

Against all this, Reuben and Ethan, lovers separated for a millennium, are thrown back in to a war to end the poison that is Ludvik Peitrol.

In a battle on the barren fields of Arberfan is where this story will end.

How can love survive the evil that is another's hate?














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The Series

Book 1 - The Vampire Contract
Book 2 - The Guilty Werewolf
Book 3 - The Warlock's Secret
Book 4 - The Demon's Blood
Book 5 - The Incubus Agenda
Book 6 - The Third Kingdom

Reviews

Prism Book Alliance - 5/5 - "....In The Third Kingdom RJ Scott gave herself quite a job. Somehow she had to pull all the threads together; she had to explain the story that leads from Reuben and Methulan a thousand years before, all the way to the vampire twins Joseph and Micah. She had to bring about Ludvik’s downfall and the emergence of The Third Kingdom in a way that readers could follow. She also had to find a way to give all the characters, all the different pairings we’ve grown to love, some new and some old, a happy ending, and this she did magnificently. All finished off nicely with an epilogue...."

Literary Nymphs Reviews - 4/5 - "....RJ Scott has created a stimulating climax to this enjoyable series. The villain has been vanquished, lovers have been reunited for all eternity and the healing of a kingdom has begun. Also included is a list of all the titles and characters in the entire series...."

Sensual Reads - 4/5 - "....This final book brings a lot together and produces a story that is very satisfying. Don’t miss this final story. It is well worth your time...."

Excerpt

 Reuben stumbled over loose stones and wet grass in his hurry to get down into the space at the bottom of the incline. Methulan was here, standing in the centre of the destroyed space and waiting for him. Sudden doubts forced him to an abrupt halt when he reached level ground. Was this a trick? Some old magic that gave the illusion of the other half of his heart standing so lost and lonely in the very place of the last battle—the spot where Methulan died and Reuben lost his will to live?

    “Methulan?” he called uncertainly. He hoped to hell Brody and Nick weren’t watching this epic uncertainty. They would surely think him one hell of a coward for not striding forward and damning the consequences.

    The figure held out his hands. “Reuben,” he said.

    That was Methulan’s voice, his beautiful face. The only thing that was different was his hair: long and white-blond, it framed his features. Reuben pushed aside his fear that this was all some kind of cruel revenge from a past foe. Someone like Lekland the Kappa—or Ludvik as he was known now—a creature bent on becoming a god in his own lifetime and not letting anyone stand in his way.

    Reuben took a step forward, then another, faltering over discarded rocks, evidence of the battle that had once been fought on this sacred earth. Soon his walk grew into a steady run. Methulan moved towards him and suddenly he was right up to Methulan before he could think of any more reasons why this was a bad thing. He fell into Methulan’s arms, a cry of wonder passing his lips as Methulan embraced him and held him steady. For long minutes they held each other, and Reuben fought back the emotion that threatened to push him to his knees.

    “Reuben,” Methulan was saying over and over. “Reuben. My love. I thought you were dead.” Methulan tightened his grip and Reuben grabbed at his jacket and held tight, the supple leather wrapping around his fingers. The feel of him, the scent of him, every part of Methulan was here. This was no apparition.

    Methulan pulled away and Reuben could see the agony carved into the other man’s face. “Too long,” he murmured.

    Reuben shook his head. “I don’t understand,” he said. “You died. I saw you kill yourself because of me. I don’t…” He couldn’t think of the right words, let alone utter them in a coherent fashion. Instead he released his hold on the leather and cradled Methulan’s face. He stared directly into silver eyes, one flecked with blue, the other green. Then, before he could question anything, he kissed Methulan, at first a soft reconnection, then forcefully enough to have them both gasping for air. It was always like this, incendiary, instant, a passion so quick to ignite it burned them both. They kissed again, but this time Methulan gentled the taste and twisted his hands into Reuben’s long, unruly curls. Anchored this way they kissed for the longest time, with Reuben desperate for more.

    They pulled apart at some unspoken agreement, and Reuben glanced at Methulan’s plump lips, swollen from their kisses. His lover hadn’t changed much apart from his hair, which used to be dark and thick and short. Other than that he hadn’t aged and there were no scars, so he looked as perfect as the very last minute before he died. His white-blond hair made a veil around his face and his beautiful eyes focused only on Reuben.

    “Where are your friends?” Methulan asked softly.

    Reuben cast a look up the side of the incline. “You knew I came with someone?”

    Methulan nodded. “The incubus I sent to Joseph and the wolf I showed the name of this place to. I knew their curiosity would mean they’d accompany you, and I could see you.”

    Reuben felt an irrational burst of temper. “You’ve been watching me,” he stated with heat. “How long? Where have you been? Why couldn’t I see you?”

    Methulan gripped his hands tight—he looked broken, devastated, and so sad. “Please don’t be angry with me,” he pleaded.

    “Why didn’t you find me?”

    “I can’t help the connection we have, but it’s the only thing that kept me here for a thousand years.”

    Methulan wasn’t answering the question at all. In fact he was being deliberately vague about everything.

    “I saw you die,” Reuben repeated.



1 comments:

  1. I've heard good things about this series & it's the next for me to start. Hoping they are as good as they sound.

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