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    Clash: The Crush Saga, #7
    Clash: The Crush Saga, #7
    Clash: The Crush Saga, #7
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    Clash: The Crush Saga, #7

    By Chrissy Peebles

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    This is book 7.

    Taylor fights to survive in a hostile world that wasn’t even created for humans. As she tries to navigate the netherworld, she looks for an ancient necklace that will stop the war between the witches and werewolves. Things only get worse when she crashes on a mysterious island with supernatural creatures that want her dead. She strikes a deal with her immortal husband to rally support for the fey war and help him with a curse placed on his family if he grants her a divorce. She attends fancy parties and speaks for the cause, uniting all supernatural creatures to fight the fey as one. Can Taylor ever get her life back? Or will it continue to spiral out of control?

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherDark Shadows Publishing
    Release dateAug 15, 2015
    ISBN9781516361557
    Clash: The Crush Saga, #7

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    Clash - Chrissy Peebles

    4 authors will each take a different daughter born from the Prince of Darkness, Vlad Montour. (Also known as Vlad the Impaler, an evil villain from history)

    Blair – Chrissy Peebles

    Jezebel – Kristen Middleton

    Victoria – W.J. May

    Lotus – C.J. Pinard

    WARNING: This is an adult story. This series does contain language and sexual situations. This is a 15,000 word novella. Chrissy Peebles takes on one of the daughters of Vlad. This is the story of Blair, his hybrid daughter. As a courtesy, the author wishes to inform you this novella does end with a cliffhanger. The next book will continue the story. 

    Blair is half witch and half vampire. She lives with a coven of witches and hasn't had any contact with her vampire heritage. Blair is living the perfect life until one day, everything crashes down around her. She is forced to leave everything she knows and loves, and must go on the run to save her life. 

    4 authors will each take a different daughter born from the Prince of Darkness, Vlad Montour. (Also known as Vlad the Impaler, an evil villain from history) 

    Blair – Chrissy Peebles 

    Jezebel – Kristen Middleton 

    Victoria – W.J. May 

    Lotus – C.J. Pinard 

    ***JULIE (TAYLOR’S BEST friend) from The Crush Saga will get her own three book series when she breaks away from Big Bear Lake.***

    Julie dyes her hair, packs her stuff, and goes on the run... Can she really hide from her enemies?

    Chapter 1

    I WAS IN HELL.

    Hell.

    I now knew there were realms beyond death. And here I was in a boundless, flaming ocean, fighting creatures that shouldn’t even exist. I fought to keep my head above the hot water, surrounded by red, smoldering flames.

    Did I mention I had voluntarily signed up for the fiery furnace? Who in their right mind volunteers for that? Maybe I was a little crazy.

    But really, I had no choice. I had to break the moon curse tied to my werewolf heritage. But it was more than just that. It was a way to bring peace, to keep the wolves from murdering more witches. Nothing hurt me more than knowing innocent people were being slaughtered because of me. I brought on that little vendetta myself. But I did it for a very good reason. I changed the ceremony to keep Halo from rising from the dead. That monster would’ve wreaked havoc on this world for sure. I also saved the petal witches from being sacrificed and helped the witches get their real powers. In turn, Ivan didn’t get his curse broken and was furious with me, taking out all his wrath on the Big Bear Lake coven of witches. I felt responsible, and knew I had to make things right and somehow create peace between the two races. They had been aligned and worked together for over 1,000 years. Then I came, and messed it all up. It was a big mess and I knew I had to clean it up.

    And that was why I was here. To fix my mistake. To make things right. To create peace once again.

    But things were quickly spiraling out of control.

    Fate liked to yank my chain. It took Jesse away from me. He wasn’t my boyfriend, but my friend. I shook my head at the thought. Nothing hurt more than that. He couldn’t get over the fact I was blackmailed into marrying the king of the immortals, Alexios. Being with another man broke his heart. I told him it was in name only but he couldn’t quite grasp it. He felt betrayed and hurt. I felt bad. But if I had to go back, I’d do it all over again. I saved Jesse’s race. And even if I lost Jesse in the process, I knew I stopped a murderous rampage from taking place that would’ve included the death of him and his family. I chose his life over our love, I guess you can say. Drake says it’s quite Shakespearean. Maybe he’s right.

    Jesse joined us in the quest of finding an ancient necklace that was the answer to all of our problems. The second we landed in Hell, all chaos broke out. A huge bird resembling a pterodactyl, with red, glowing eyes, had snatched Fred and Tabby from the ocean of raging flames. I could feel the evil radiating off of these things. I could feel my torment would be their amusement. I’d never felt such an evil presence in all my life. These birds weren’t from the natural world I knew so well. And I knew what they were.

    Demons.

    Pure evil.

    I’d never seen one before and they terrified me. My heart pounded as adrenaline surged. I didn’t even believe in Hell until this very moment. Cindy had turned into her gargoyle form and went to help Fred. Grant climbed on her back and sped off with her. In seconds, they disappeared from my sight into the fiery horizon. Now it was just me, Julie, and Jesse.

    Terror-filled screams made me glance around. Screams from millions of people crying out in torment was absolutely deafening. I didn’t see anybody and their screams drifted off into oblivion. A shiver shot down my spine. I didn’t like being down here one tiny bit and I wanted out. We needed to get the artifact and get back to our bodies, because staying down here wasn’t an option.

    I didn’t like being alone, without Tabby, in a strange, unknown world with roaring flames dancing all around me.

    More hungry predators circled overhead. I forced the fear that was quickly grabbing hold of me to the back of my mind. I was scared, yes, but we wouldn’t go down without a fight.

    Julie and I would fight with magic.

    My stomach clenched. Did we still have it?

    I lifted my hands out of the water and pointed it at the flying creatures. Julie followed suit. Streams of blue electricity flew toward them. Yep. I still had my magic. One shrieked and dropped, falling from the sky at an alarming speed. My breathing came in labored gasps as I sped forward.

    No! Jesse grunted in my ear. His arm wrapped around my waist and he tugged me sideways through the flames. The demon bird hit the flames where I’d just been a millisecond ago. There was a bubbling hiss and burned flesh tainted the scent of the air. Huge waves hit me in the face from the impact. The other birds seemed to retreat, knowing that we weren’t an easy meal.

    Swim to shore! Julie shouted over the crackling fire.

    We all started frantically swimming for shore. Breathing filled my throat with dry, scratching heat. I choked on fumes. The water was hot, but not boiling. It felt like being in a bubbling Jacuzzi. Molten fire swept across the lake in waves of crackling energy. The fire stung when it hit me, but it didn’t burn or scorch me. I knew my body would’ve been burned and scorched. Luckily, my soul could handle fire sweeping across my skin. I paddled through it, sweat pouring down my cheeks and evaporating as quickly as it appeared. Julie was beside me, swimming in longer strokes but with her eyes wild and darting toward the sky.

    They’re coming back! she yelled, stopping mid-stroke to wave up at the massive demon birds circling overhead. One of the horrid things swept down, opening its beak, and snapping out a feral cry. They smelled foul, one of the most putrid smells I’d ever encountered.

    Claws brushed the top of my head and I ducked into the fire, then rose again, coughing smoke. Julie labored on, and the shrieking cries of the monsters pierced her ragged gasps. I coughed and followed, but she was a stronger swimmer and forged on ahead. Jesse stayed next to me, making sure I was keeping up. My gaze averted to the sky, ablaze with hatred for the creatures swarming over us. They’d taken Fred and I hoped the others could get him back safely.

    Watch out! Jesse yelled, and I paddled sideways to avoid another swoop.

    The pterodactyl raked my outstretched arm with a claw and a huge gash appeared, pain exploding, a burning sensation crawling over my skin. Julie blasted the creature with big, blue volts of energy. With a piercing shriek, it took off into the dark, red clouds. I gripped my arm to my chest for a moment, and cursed under my breath. I noticed there was no kind of fluid coming from my arm. It hurt bad but there was no blood.

    It didn’t matter. I’d heal quickly. Wait. I’m in a soul. Did the same rules apply? I had no idea. But then again, I did have my powers.

    Keep swimming! Jesse shouted.

    I knew we’d have a better chance on shore. Because out here, we were easy prey, completely vulnerable in the water. 

    As I swam, panic rose in my throat as reality hit me. Tabby was gone and she knew where to find the artifact. Even if we got to shore, we weren’t sure where to go, and I didn’t know how long our powers would hold up. And then there was the fact that we were really in hell fighting off demons. It was hard to fathom. I swam as fast as I could, letting the fact sink in. Our bodies were on Earth, but our souls were in Hell. In Hell. Goosebumps broke out on my skin, and were squashed flat by the sweltering heat of the lake.

    A demon bird gave a screeching cry and flew from the roiling, red sky to hover above Julie.

    Julie! I shouted, through the smoke and fire. Above you! 

    It opened its claws to snatch my friend out of the lake, and I gave a low cry. My electricity was gone and I wasn’t sure how to get it back. I lifted my arm and pointed, channeling a spike of ice.

    The shard flew at the beast and lost half of its power in the heat, shrinking down to a pebble, an ice cube, basically. It struck the creature in the center of its leathery forehead. The demon bird gave a soft caw and then fixed its attention on me. The demon studied me with beady eyes, cocking its head to one side then the other, considering me. Apparently, it thought dinner was served. I didn’t think so.

    Keep swimming! Jesse screamed over the roar of fire. I’ll hold it off.

    No! I’m not leaving you.

    It was brave but he needed me and Julie. Our only chance was staying together in this horrible place.

    There was a deafening shriek and the beast launched itself across the space. The bird barreled out of the sky, folding its leathery wings close to its body and forming itself into a bullet. I held out my hands but my magic seemed to have run out of steam. Nothing came, no magic or flames or electricity.

    Taylor! Julie screamed, but I couldn’t tear my gaze from the bird. The others swept out of the sky toward us. I wasn’t sure what to do. We could never make it to shore before they reached us. The bird was close. It filled my vision. Moments away.

    More of them bounded toward us, screaming out with ear-shattering screams.

    Shield, I gasped.

    Not enough power, she said.

    I gripped her hand. Together.

    Jesse swam, tugging me through the currents of smoke and fire, inching us closer to where Julie was positioned. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth. I did the same. She had one arm raised, same as me, and used the other to keep herself afloat. It kept fizzling and sparking but we both concentrated more, reaching deep inside of us. I gripped her hand and we raised our arms as high as we could. I could feel it getting stronger by the second as our magic combined and merged together as one. Hues of colors surrounded our hands, the magic bubbling over from our combined forces. 

    Now! I said.

    A ripple of power forced through us, starting to spread across the lake and the sky above us. The shield was blue, but it wasn’t strong. Swarms of demon birds hit into the dome and sparks flew across their skin. Our force field didn’t break through, though our shield flickered under the weight.

    We’re doing it, Julie cried, we’re actually doing it.

    I gritted my teeth. I fought to keep that shield up at all costs.

    The demon birds circled right above us. They dove down and tested the shield every few moments, then darted away in agony when it shocked them.

    This isn’t going to hold up long, Julie said.

    Something caught my eye. I spotted a group of black stones jutting out of the sea. I’ve got an idea!

    What? Julie asked.

    Remember how the birds dove at us. Let’s try it again. This time I have a plan. Let the shield go when I say so. I kept my hand up, it wavered from side-to-side but I didn’t let go. My gaze shot to Jesse. Then Jesse, you have to move us fast. Sideways. Over to the rocks.

    Nodding, he readied himself.

    What are we doing? Julie said.

    We need them to get mad enough to come get us. And that’s when we’ll move. And hopefully, they’ll plow right into the water.

    I like it, she said.

    Julie jumped right into action. Using her magic, she lifted one of the boulders in the air and blinked. They exploded into a million tiny fragments, hitting the birds from all different directions.

    If I was a demon, that would sure piss me off! Julie said.

    I covered my head as the tiny pebbles rained down on us, crashing into the water. Loud shrieks rang out. Mission accomplished. The birds came barreling toward us in a fit of anger. I waited and let them get as close as possible. The demons sped toward us once again. It was obvious they meant to penetrate the shield. So I kept it up until the last possible moment.

    C’mon, I said to myself. Just a little bit closer.

    Julie started to lower her arm.

    Not yet, I said.

    When the creatures were only a few feet away, I gave the command.    

    Now! I shouted.

    We dropped our arms and paddled. The shield disappeared. Jesse dragged us to the side, using vampire speed to phase. The birds dived into the space we’d been. Jesse hollered, strained and shifted out of the flames. He dropped us onto the broken rocks. Shrieks broke the air. The birds hit the lake and flapped their huge wings in the water, droplets splashing everywhere.

    More earsplitting shrieks.

    I clung to Jesse, staring out over the molten lake. I tried to still my heavy breathing, but my pulse wouldn’t stop racing.

    It worked, Jesse said.

    Julie grunted and sat up. We’re pretty close to shore.

    Then let’s go, Jesse said. We’ve won every fight in our lives. We won’t lose this one.

    You bet we won’t. She dove back into the leaping flames and disappeared under the fiery water’s surface.

    Jesse and I started swimming laps toward shore. When we got waist deep, it was like walking through lava-like, boiling mud. Everything gurgled, bubbled, popped, fizzed, and rumbled. If I had my phone, I’d video it just to capture the cool sounds. Steam rose from everywhere. When a skull rose to the surface, I gasped.

    Let’s find the others and get out of here as fast as humanly possible, Julie said.

    Chapter 2

    BLACK CLOUDS ROLLED in over the mountain, obscuring it from view, only to be illuminated by flashes of brilliant red lightning which traveled up from the ground instead of down from the sky. This place was morbid and dead.

    It almost feels like a Mars landscape, Julie said.

    Jesse crossed his arms. I’m thinking more along the lines of prehistoric.

    There wasn’t one green thing growing. This fiery world was nothing but rock, dirt, fire, and dark sky. My wet clothes stuck to my body. Wiping sweat off my brows, I peeled my gaze from the landscape.

    What do we do now? Julie asked.

    A bone-chilling, bloodcurdling wail, followed by animalistic screams, stopped me in my tracks. It was the most disturbing sound I’d ever heard.

    I looked at Jesse, my lips trembling. Julie gripped his arm as she glanced around.

    We’ll figure it out, Jesse answered me.

    I nodded.

    He glanced down at the cracked ground. It was like walking on a dried lake bed. Testing the ground, he took a tentative step. It seemed solid enough.  

    This place was horrible but I had other worries too. Not making it back to our bodies sent shivers down my spine. I rubbed my pounding head as the question throbbed in my mind. I crunched toward him, then stopped, frowning and looked down at the dirt between my shoes. I scraped at it and it crunched again. A glimmer of white stood out and I bent low to examine it, without touching, of course. I shifted my shoe over it, then gasped.

    What is it? Julie asked.

    It’s just that...

    Jesse touched my shoulder, concern flickering across his features. Taylor? Are you all right?

    I clapped a hand over my mouth, blinking hard. Bones, I whispered, pointing to the dust below my feet, it’s all made out of bones.

    The dirt was black and hard-packed, the charred remains of humans or animals or demons, all pressed together to form the ground. Pieces of bone and skull protruded every here and there, but most of it was crushed into a fine powder beneath our feet. I gagged at the smell of sulfur and death, a ragged stench that assaulted my nostrils.

    Julie looked like she might puke. Jesse’s lips pressed into grim lines. Beyond the lake of fire, the land stretched for miles. Peaks rose to the sky, trying to broach the rolling clouds or crimson horizon. Shrieks rang out in the silence. Black, dead trees with twisted branches dotted the landscape.

    Tiny growls and squeaks made me jump. I glanced down in disgust. Two deformed rats staggered toward us with red, beady eyes. I stomped on one rat with my shoe and it darted off into the darkness. Long, thin snakes slithered past us and Julie took a step back. Jesse dodged the spiders crawling on the dark, black rocks.

    Thunder rumbled and I glanced upward. There can’t be rain in Hell, right?

    Jesse blinked at the dark, ominous sky. This can’t be good.

    The heavens opened up and it started to rain fire. Watching fire fall down was indeed an experience I’d never forget. I jumped to the left as fiery bolts exploded by my feet. Showers of hot coals rained down. Jesse pulled Julie and me under an overhang where we’d be safe from the firestorm. Acres of barren land exploded in flames. Wind-whipped ashes blew in my face and I coughed.

    I waited, every muscle in my body tense. The acrid smell assaulted my nostrils, making me gag, and it was a struggle to keep from puking. Dead trees crackled and snapped as they were struck. The inferno of impenetrable heat rising all around us made it so hard to breathe. The dense smoke, sizzling crackles, and blinding heat made my heart race something fierce. My eyes stung from the black smoke.

    You can do this, I told myself.

    I clenched my teeth as a sick feeling nestled in the pit of my stomach, and I sucked in a deep breath as the fire crackled through the branches.

    Jesse squeezed my hand lightly, his skin damp and hot as fire. My heartbeat quickened, and dread suddenly overwhelmed me. I wanted to stay positive, but being in a firestorm in Hell was making it hard to lift my spirits.

    Jesse looked into my eyes—my terrified eyes—and softly cupped my face. I love you.

    I squeezed his hand. I love you, too.

    And in that moment I forgot about the world around me. It was just me and him in that moment. We stared into each other’s eyes like two lovers. More than anything, I just wanted Jesse to hold me in his strong arms. I had longed for that moment. I had imagined how beautiful our reunion would be, picturing every single detail from his smile to his comforting embrace. I was so in love with Jesse, and I knew I’d always been. I felt confident that somehow we’d make it through this, so we could be together forever again.

    You’re frightened, he said. 

    Then distract me. 

    I’ll never forget how your eyes lit up the first time I ever asked you out, he said.

    I pondered. Yeah. I was so nervous.

    I couldn’t believe you said yes.

    I looped my fingers in his. Why not? You swept me away with one single look.

    Jesse smiled and softly kissed my lips.

    Awwww. Look at you two, Julie said.

    My mind was spinning from his sweet kiss.

    I looked at Jesse, wondering what had just happened. Even though we weren’t officially a couple, I never stopped thinking about him. I mean, I couldn’t even listen to a semimetal love song without a tear flowing down my cheek. My life had felt so empty without him. Did I occupy his heart? Did he miss me as much as I missed him?

    The words he only said a moment ago replayed in my mind. I don’t know how many times I dreamed about Jesse telling me he loved me once again. Those precious, life changing words. The way he had looked into my eyes. His sincerity. It was surreal hearing him say it.

    I love you.

    Yeah, those three little words.  

    We don’t remember days, but we sure do remember moments. And this moment was seared into my mind forever.

    A relationship can drift in so many directions after a break up. It’s not easy to know where our relationship was heading. What was going on between us? I wanted to ask badly. So darn bad. I wanted to wrap my arms around him and tell him that I’d always be there. That I could love him for all of eternity. That I could take all the pain away if he’d just let me. But there wasn’t time to talk about it. We had too much going on at the moment.

    Finally, the fire volts slowed down, then stopped.

    Does this mean you two are back together? Julie asked.

    My mouth opened but no words came out. Was I getting mixed signals from my ex? The ex I desperately wanted in my arms this very second. 

    No, Jesse suddenly said. It was just a moment. It’s hard to give up the person you love so much.

    Seriously?

    Then don’t, I whispered. Because I’m right here waiting for you. And I’m never giving up. We both know this ring on my finger is temporary and means absolutely nothing. And if I could take it off, I would. But it’s seared onto my finger.

    You know I care about you deeply, he said. It’s why I’m here, it’s all for you. But it’s best we stay friends.

    My heart ached at his words. My husband is messing up my relationship, I said in a frustrated tone.

    Husbands can tend to do that, Julie said.

    I turned toward Jesse. How long can you stay mad at me?

    I’m not mad anymore. But I have to respect your marriage. An affair is not an option for me.

    My marriage is fake! So it’s not a scandal. And it’s not cheating. And we’re not sneaking around. Alexios knows I love you, and I swear I’ve never been intimate with him, not ever.

    I understand why you married Alexios. I’ve had time to think about it and come to terms with it. And once you’re divorced, I think we can talk more.

    I’d like that, I said. Because I plan on signing divorce papers as fast as I possibly can.

    Julie turned to face Jesse. I get it, I do. You’re an honorable guy. We all admire and love that. She nudged me. Right?

    "I get

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