Good evening to you at The Qwillery.
I am Kane Bordeaux, God of the East. Lisa Kessler tells me this is a diary of sorts for lovers of books and stories.
She also tells me that I can share the truth and it will be hallowed as fiction. Paranormal Romance.
She shared my love affair with Rita in her latest release, Night Thief. Rita has been my love and the best part of my world for almost 200 years now.
But before I found her, before I found myself in Paris, I lived as a god to the Mayan people. My people. I was one of the four immortal Night Walker brothers charged with upholding the four corners of the mortal world. Over a thousand years ago, we faced a demon that threatened all mankind.
Before Cortez reached our shores, the Toltecs or Tall Ones, marched into Chichen Itza. With the Mayan armies decimated by the Night Demon, the people asked me and my brothers to scatter, to keep the Maya alive through our immortal existence. The great separation…
Since that time, I have only made contact with my brother Cauac, God of the South. He calls himself Colin now. He visited my home during our Halloween Masquerade ball. You can read about that encounter here: http://is.gd/c4iz7n
I often watch the moon, wondering about the fate of my brothers. Where did they go? Do they still hold true to our calling? Have they made other Night Walkers as I made Rita?
Lisa listened to the story of my final night in the Yucatan. I was known as Kan in my world… Please join me as we step over 1,000 years back in time.
The immortal brothers made a silent pilgrimage toward the eastern horizon. In the form of their spirit animals, two soared over the Yucatan rainforest as birds of prey while the other two ran through the darkness as jaguars, one golden and one as black as the shadows.
Wind cut through the jungle in gusts, filling the air with the salty scent of the sea as they neared the Mayan city of Tulum. Gradually the trees and vines thinned, and the bald eagle along with his brother the red-tail hawk landed at the face of the wall.
The jaguars lingered in the shadows, sniffing the night air. Finally the golden jaguar approached the gates of Tulum. He rocked his body back onto his hind legs, shaking his head as the air around him warped, filled with pure energy. His body mutated, smooth and liquid, until he stood before the others as a tall blond man with tanned skin and dark blue eyes.
Kan looked at his brothers, still in the form of their spirit animals and growled. “Change with me, my brothers.”
The bald eagle let out a high pitched shriek, fluttering his wings in agitation. Electricity charged the humid air as Kan’s immortal brothers shifted back into their human forms. Together they upheld the Mayan world. Immortal Gods of the North, South, East and West.
But their world was ending.
Waves crashed against the cliffs, echoing in the cove where their boats awaited to take them to the four corners of the world.
“You are certain there is no other way?” Cauac asked.
Kan looked over at his brother. Cauac was usually quick to smile, but not tonight. He stood before him with his arms crossed over his chest, his long mane of red hair braided down his back and his brow furrowed.
Their dark brother approached from behind, betrayed only by the whites of his eyes. Since they had been forced to sacrifice the Goddess of the Moon, he’d chosen to remain in his animal form as the sleek black jaguar.
“It has already been decided, my Brothers.” Kan slowly made eye contact with each of them. “The Night Demon’s hunger decimated our people. The tall ones come with their soldiers. The only way to save our people is to survive for them, and by separating, we will.”
“Since when do Gods abandon their people? We are running away like cowards.” Disgust twisted Mulac’s features as he gestured toward the water and waiting boats. “The Toltecs have trained armies, but they are not Night Walkers. Immortality does not run through their veins as it does ours.”
Kan narrowed his gaze at Mulac. The wind whipped his brother’s long white hair around his ageless face, but his inhuman eyes sparkled in the moonlight.
“You have a better idea, Mulac?”
“Any idea is better than this one.” Mulac turned and stared out at the ocean. His white hair danced around him, and the profile of his sharp features resembled his eagle animal spirit.
Kan clenched his fists at his sides. “We have no time to argue. The decision is already made.”
Mulac spun on his heel, eyes glowing crimson. “We are Night Walkers, my brothers. Gods! The Toltec armies are no match for us. The night is ours. We should attack and feed on their blood until they leave our lands.”
“We are but four Gods, Mulac.” Kan wished his brother’s ill-conceived plan could work. He had no desire to cross the ocean, not knowing what awaited him on the other side. “Once the tall-ones discover that we only attack at night, they will seek us out while the sun is high.” He ground his teeth together, forcing out the words. “We must go. Now.”
“Kan is right.” Their dark brother stepped forward from the shadows in his human form. “We cannot win a war against armies that march in daylight while we sleep. Unless we made an army of Night Walkers, this is a battle we cannot win.”
“Mortals are not worthy to be Night Walkers.” Mulac crossed his arms.
Kan ground his teeth to keep from attacking his white haired brother. “So we are back where we started. Our people have arranged transport. Through us their world, our world, will live on.”
“Our world will die with our people,” Mulac growled.
“Then stay behind.” Kan shook his head. “I am finished arguing.”
He bumped Mulac with his shoulder as he passed by, knocking him back a step. Their eyes locked for a long moment until Kan whispered, “This is not about what you want, Mulac. It is about what is best for our people.”
“I am a God,” Mulac countered. “Everything is about what I want.”
He took two running steps as his body mutated back into the bald eagle. He took to the air, batting his large wings over the ocean, before angling his body and soaring over the jungle, and back toward Chichen Itza. Kan clenched his fists as he watched him go.
Cauac grasped his shoulder. “We should get to the boats.”
Kan nodded and led his remaining brothers down the cliff to the cove where the boats waited. The Mayan people arranged for the safe passage of the Night Walkers, sending each boat in a different direction. The four brothers would carry the knowledge of their world and their people until the time came to return.
The scribes would record it as the Great Separation in the Mayan Codex, but Kan would always remember it as the first time he ever experienced death.
His reign as the God of the East was over.
Lisa tells me our story will continue in Night Demon.
I dread the tale. If the Night Demon is once again unleashed into the mortal world, we may not be able to stop her.
Regardless, I will do what must be done to keep Rita and the human race safe. With or without my brothers.
But I hope I will fight at their side.
Thank you for allowing me to share my story.
Big thanks to The Qwillery for allowing me and Kane to visit! If you’ve got any questions about the series or Night Walkers for me or Kane, please leave a comment and I’ll be sure he comes back to answer! :-)
The Night Series
Entangled, Spring 2013
A Night Novella
Entangled (Ever After), September xx, 2012
eBook, 188 pages
After the fall of the Mayan civilization, Kane, an immortal Night Walker, has taken refuge in France for over 800 years. The modern world holds little interest for him until the night he meets the Golden Thief and is robbed of much more than his pocket watch.
Marguerite Rousseau is living a double life. By day she is the assistant to an eccentric French artist, Antoine Berjon, and by night she dons elegant evening gowns to woo French dignitaries before lifting their wallets.
Sparks ignite when Kane captures the thief, but Marguerite harbors a dark secret that could ruin them both.
Entangled Publishing, May 2012
Trade Paperback and eBook, 352 pages
He gave up his soul for a second chance to love her…
Two and a half centuries ago, Calisto Terana lost everything when a zealous priest murdered the woman he loved. Now, desperate for another chance to love her, he wants redemption for the mistake that cost her life.
She’s haunted by dreams of her own death…
After catching her fiance with another woman, Kate Bradley returns to San Diego to clear her head. The last thing she needs is romance, but after meeting Calisto she’s drawn to him in ways she doesn’t understand.
They’ve waited in the shadows for centuries…
Calisto has no doubt Kate is the reincarnation of his lost love, but the Fraternidad Del Fuego Santo has a new watcher with dark ambitions of his own. As old enemies re-emerge and a new threat arises, the betrayal that enslaved Calisto to the night might destroy the only woman he’s ever loved again.
Where to find Lisa
Lisa's Lair website