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Gods and Demons in Love
Gods and Demons in Love
Gods and Demons in Love
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Gods and Demons in Love

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This book bundles the three previous stories of the godling Nate Lee, with the final, never before published tale: "Love's End".

Nate Lee once loved a mortal woman, a young shaman born in the age of mammoths. A godling new born from chaos, he made a lover's promise to give her daughter and each of her daughters' daughters her heart's desire. The promise has become his curse as he fulfills each woman's wish and watches her destroy herself.

The curse of his love goes on for generation after generation until, at last, on a distant world, millennia in the future, Nate Lee finds the very last of his beloved's far daughters. His one hope for freedom is to bestow his deadly gift and end the promise made to a lover long dust. But in Silk, he finds a woman as strong, as brave, and as fierce as her ancestor. It's as if his lost love is reborn. He cannot break his vow, but will granting Silk's heart's desire destroy her as so many have been destroyed before?

This book also includes the bonus story, "Death and His Daughter."

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Release dateMay 15, 2012
ISBN9781476377957
Gods and Demons in Love
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Claudette Gilbert

I've been a writer for most of my life. I started writing fiction when I was in grade school--with illustrations done in crayon! As an adult, I became a technical writer and wrote instruction manuals, procedures, and user guides for several different companies. But fiction has always been my first love, especially science-fiction and fantasy. I love to spend time with my computer on my lap and my cat, Baby, beside me as I explore the "what if."

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    Gods and Demons in Love - Claudette Gilbert

    Gods and Demons in Love

    by

    Claudette Gilbert

    Smashwords Edition

    Copyright © 2012 by Claudette Gilbert

    Smashwords Edition License Notes

    This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each person you share it with. If you're reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then you should return to Smashwords.com and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the author's work.

    Click here to see my author page for a list of my other stories published on Smashwords.

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    Note: These stories are in the order the events occur. (Okay, in The Shaman's Lover, Nate Lee is in a spaceport in the distant future telling the tale of what happened in the age of mammoths, but the present for that story is still the spaceport.) If you've already read the other stories and want to skip to the conclusion, click Love's End.

    Table of Contents

    Sister Darkness

    Lost in the Ruby

    The Shaman's Lover

    Love's End

    Death and His Daughter

    About the Author

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    Sister Darkness

    I don't care if you stay or go, Nate Lee. I don't need your power; I have my own. Annith wrapped her tattered shawl close about her bony shoulders and rocked back and forth at her place by the fire. With both hands, she pulled at her long gray hair where it hung around her face like strands of dirty wool.

    I'm bound by my oath, I replied. I sat opposite her, as old and ragged as she. The two of us made a pair on either side of the little cabin's stone fireplace. Nothing else lived there, not even a rat. Annith had eaten them all.

    All you have to do is tell me your heart's desire, Annith, and then I will leave. I'd lost track of the number of times I'd said those words, and she answered as she always did.

    I'll tell you when I'm ready, and not before. She paused to glare at me. In the meantime, must you look like a drooling dotard?

    There is no 'must' for me, I replied. I merely look like you.

    Well then, stop it! Do you think I like this old woman's body? Do you think I want to look at a worn out old man like you? I don't need your ugliness to remind me of what I am. Change, now!

    I sighed and looked at Annith, Annith grown old, with a body like sticks wrapped in rags. I would have pitied her if I did not know her so well. Yet, I stayed out of love, love ground to dust and ashes, love like bile on my tongue. Where have you gone, my beloved Laheese? Where is the spirit that made you a wonder and a dream? I stayed with Annith to keep my promise to sweet Laheese, and I regretted every word of that oath. But to please Annith, I stirred and changed. And now I was a younger man, not old, but not a youth, a little more than average tall, with fair skin, fair hair, and ice-blue eyes.

    Does this please you? I smiled to show her that I now had all my teeth.

    You look like someone's clerk!

    But then Annith turned suddenly toward the door. A look of satisfaction filled her face, all the lines and wrinkles falling into an expression of smug glee. I, too, had felt the trap spring, and shuddered, knowing the prey was well and truly caught. Deep in the seat of my power I felt their hot, wet mortality. I saw how Annith smiled with pleasure at her skill and her cunning.

    Let them go, I said. They've done you no wrong.

    What's that got to do with anything, Nate Lee? Annith replied, her voice as dry as old bones. I hunger. That's all that matters. You'd as well expect me to ask an egg whether it wants to be fried.

    I sighed and reached for a stick to stir the fire. I could not leave Annith, not until released from my vow. Oh, sweet Laheese, lady of bountiful pleasure; this far daughter is not like you, beloved for all of my life, my much too long, long life.

    My Laheese was the lady of spring flowers, the garden of my delight. It was for her sake I kept my promise and watched over her daughters, her many, many daughters. Someday I would give Annith her heart's desire; that was my oath and my curse. That was the promise I'd made so long ago to Laheese, that I would give her heart's desire to her daughter and her daughter's daughters, so long as her line continued. It has seemed so little to ask at the time. And so I came to each woman in turn, down the long, long road of time; and I kept my word and in the keeping, I destroyed them, every one.

    Annith's mother had lain with a Dark Lord, and her heart's desire had been a child by her Lord. So Annith was born, a girl child who feared nothing and no one save her father; a girl child who lingered between mortal and demon. Annith aged as her mother had aged, but she fed as her father fed. She knew of my oath—I'd long since let her glimpse what I was—but heartless Annith could not tell me her heart's desire, so I tarried here in the mountains.

    Just an hour later, we heard knocking at the door of the cabin, and Annith shuffled slowly across the worn floorboards to answer. She panted with the effort of walking across the one bare room of the cabin, and I could almost hear her joints creak as she moved.

    Enter, and welcome!

    Her voice was a cackle. Hens in the barnyard spoke more fairly than she. Annith was a hag with hair that fell into her eyes. Her clothes were the rags of once fine garments. Her visitors looked askance at her age and poverty, yet it was plain they were grateful for the shelter of the cabin. The snow was still deep in the valley, and the air was cold. Shivering, they entered. They glanced once at me and saw a man neither old nor young, neither handsome nor plain, and then they looked away.

    Thanks, said the man, shaking the snow from his coat. We're real glad we found you. We almost missed this place, hidden away like it is. Wouldn't have found it at all if I hadn't spotted the smoke from your chimney.

    Annith smiled at his smooth, take-charge face. Expensive clothes covered his soft body, well matched to his easy sense of command. He smelled of cologne and competence.

    Our car broke down, the woman explained. She was plump and pretty, and she carried a sleeping boy in her arms. Her fine blonde hair escaped in wisps from under the hood of her red jacket. It just stopped dead.

    Probably damp plug wires, the man said.

    It was plain that he took the failure of the car as a slur on his abilities. He didn't know about the trap Annith had set, of course. I sighed once, for a moment thinking of trying to warn them; but I would not cross Annith, not until she'd revealed her heart's desire. They were prey, and it was her nature to feed.

    I'll take care of it after while, he promised us all, as if we might doubt his word. I just wanted to get Madeline and Tommy out of the cold, and Sister Angelica, of course.

    As he spoke, another woman entered. Black robe and white coif—a nun, smelling of innocence and gentle piety. I started to speak, but Annith motioned me to silence. Quietly, I moved my right hand to cover the ruby of the ring I wore on my left. No nun should see that sullen red stone where souls screamed in a hell of their lovers' making.

    Come in, come in. Annith grinned her toothless grin and shuffled back into the room. Make yourselves warm. Close the door. Come to the fire. The night is almost here.

    The boy stirred in his mother's arms and whimpered a little. She fussed over him and pulled the hood of his parka around his face. He looked to be about three years old, a handsome, well-formed child.

    I'm Thomas Jeffers, the man said, and this is my son, Thomas Junior.

    Hello, Thomas Junior.

    Annith leaned over the boy and touched his cheek with her finger. The boy's eyes opened, and he stared at her in dumb terror. Then I knew; of the four, only he was able to see truly.

    And this is my wife Madeline and our friend, Sister Angelica.

    Welcome to all of you. Call me Annith, and this poor man is Nate Lee. She smiled with false friendship. She had no trouble telling them her name, nor mine. Annith feared the power of only one Name. Nate Lee is odd sometimes, but harmless, she lied. "Come, sit here

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